Deck The Halls - Billy Taylor

Low

Todrick Hall

Last update on June 29th 2015

I need to see your (hey!)

I need to see your hands up

I need to see your (hey!)

I need to see you get, get, get

Low — we — oh (dance)

Low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down, sick ‘em)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance)

(I need to see your hands up) low (hey!)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down,

sick ‘em)

She had just dropped in, dropped in from Kansas

Big eyes, big thighs with a smokin' canvas

Well she ain’t fly in on a bubble but

Waist thin, she a 10 with a bubble butt

She was all of that, so I hooked her up

With a rhinestone red bottom ruby pump

She can whip that thing like a cyclone

Hope you got slow motion on your iPhone

If ya got, cake, cake, cake for the guards

You can, take, take, take it to Oz

But on the way, she found a gay

She said, «show me what you’re working with,» he said, «heeey!»

Click Click them heels for me

Make it rain emerald bills for me

Let me pop that thing like a poppy

Oh baby, I wanna, I wanna dance, dance all night

And I wanna, I wanna get, get my life

And I’m gonna, I’m gonna get lost in the lights

Turn up, I’m the wizard I pronounce you to

Like somebody dropped a motherf- house on you

Get low — we — oh (dance)

Low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down, sick ‘em)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance)

(I-I need to see your hands up) low (hey!)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down,

sick ‘em)

Mmm it’s going down, timber

Never seen a tinman on Tinder

But he had that sex appeal

Swipe right ‘cause I knew he had buns of steel

So we hit that yellow brick boulevard

Through a jungle party, they was goin' hard

Elephants twerkin', monkeys that fly

«Lions, tigers, bears oh my!»

Had to run, there’s no place like mi casa

Met the king of the jungle looking like Mufasa

He said, «No booty, no use in trying»

He turned around, we said, «man, you lyin» (lion)

He had cake, cake for days

Got lost in the jiggle had to download Waze

You can look, but no touchin'

Now everybody get low like a munchkin

Oh baby, I wanna, I wanna dance, dance all night

And I wanna, I wanna get, get my life

And I’m gonna, I’m gonna get lost in the lights

Turn up-side down like an hourglass

Get low — we — oh (dance)

Low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down, sick ‘em)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance)

(I- I need to see your hands up) low (hey!)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down,

sick ‘em)

(I need to see your hands up)

Now when you hear that beat, you better be on your feet

Put your hands on your knees and get low (get low)

And when that bass comes through, you already know what to do

Find your bae or your boo and get low (get low)

Low — we — oh (dance)

Low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down, sick ‘em)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance)

(I-I need to see your hands up) low (hey!)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down,

sick ‘em)

Low — we — oh (dance)

Low — we — oh (dance the house down, the house down, sick ‘em)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh (dance)

(I-I need to see your hands up) low (hey!)

(I need to see your) low — we — oh

I need to see you get, get low