"Bow"

Prod. Kido 4 President Lyrics: I bow to the forefathers of Bow music. But that was then, and this is Bow. Bow, bow, bow, bow Now clear out the dance floor like a snowplow It's time for the real ones to get down Set your beer to the side, tie your laces tight This is a real Midwest get down Now bow, bow, bow, bow If you're scared, muhfucka then sit down You're hating, then get out This is the big town, this is the big time Everybody get in line Bow, bow, bow, bow Let me see what you got in your repertoire Make a man want to drink the whole reservoir Baby, stomp it out like a stegosaur Whoo, whoo, gotta check the temperature Bow, bow, bow, bow Yea I know I'm kinda slick, I get around Ay, that booty on your body really round Uffda, that was really rough, let me get another round Bow, bow, bow, bow I don't need a beat to get freaky I'll show you my new move, just don't leak it Yea we can mix it up in the beaker Cause every good party needs a liter I need a cyberpunk chick like Alita I'm looking for a little Lolita Feet quick like a cheetah Hat down, incognito I put the lime in the coconut and give her a margarita That's just what I be on Bow, bow, bow, bow If you're mad muhfucka, go to church This floor is for dancing, not for your dirt So clean up your act and come with a purpose Bow, bow, bow, bow It don't matter what time of week it is Let me see you work those knees real quick And throw up a couple G's if you feel like it Bow, bow, bow, bow I mean you say I can't dance But why am I still pulling ass off the dance floor Every single color like a rainbow Nothing out of my range though Bow, bow, bow, bow Now who loves dancing Let me see you put your hands up I'm in the fan club Meeting a lot of randoms Do it for your man dem Or your grandson If you're from Milwaukee or ya know the city, you know what's about to happen when you start to hear those Bows come in. Bow, bow, bow, bow