Get Low
2.7.5. Ethel Wulf Lyrics


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She said she want a stunner
I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money"
Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh
Can't forget the girl if I wanted
While she up and down on that pole
While she up and down on that pole
When she up and down, she got me sayin'
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low
Got me sayin',
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low

I blew ten, I blew twenty, it's nothin' to me, I get money
I eat, sleep and I shit money, I, I, I can't get this bitch off me
I'm tossin' it and she want it, that's the way we own it
Sound crazy, don't it? I'm turned up, never turnt down
Them bottles come when we want 'em
Pass 'em out to my homies, shorty break it down for me
I done gave her head for that knowledge
Shorty lap dancin' all on me
Probably give it to me now, give it to me now
First she got me up, then she's goin' down
Finna climb that, I mean climax
We ridin' out, I'm gon' ride that
Triple X flick, we gon' try that
She could press record, don't rewind that

She said she want a stunner
I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money"
Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh
Can't forget the girl if I wanted
While she up and down on that pole
While she up and down on that pole
When she up and down, she got me sayin'
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low
Got me sayin',
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low

My hair longer than hers, bitch, life ain't fair
I'm gettin' paid off ad-libs, all I got to do is say, "yeah"
Ridin' around in that foreign, all your stories sound distorted
Got so many Cuban links with me, my chain could get deported
At the bar takin' shots, seek her out, you need reloader
If you even took a bitch from me, I come back to repo her
Dirty Sprite, I'll repour it, smellin' like a car dealership
And I don't think it's gon' work out
So, bitch, you need a membership

She said she want a stunner
I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money"
Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh
Can't forget the girl if I wanted
While she up and down on that pole
While she up and down on that pole
When she up and down, she got me sayin'
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low
Got me sayin',
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low

Olay, olay, olay, olay
Look at '64s, out everyday, olay, olay

Let a nigga let you know how much you care about a bitch
I'm 'bout as cold as it get
Only thing you get is a whole lot of dick
Shout to Collipark when it's sold by the brick, nigga, hold up
Sittin' on the stage with the racks on go
Got some bitches with me, turn to the max, on go
But we with the shit, you bitch try me we shootin'
And shootin' 'til the gun don't blast no more
Back it up to me
Grind on me like you're tryin' make love to me
And go and bring the baddest girl in the club to me
That'll make you the baddest girl in the world to me
For real, huh, and I'm still ridin' one hand on the wheel
The other one touchin' the girl while she kissin' the other one
Makin' her face her like she finna bust her one

She said she want a stunner
I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money"
Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh
Can't forget the girl if I wanted
While she up and down on that pole
While she up and down on that pole
When she up and down, she got me sayin'
Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low
Got me sayin',




Yeah, drop it down and get low
Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Get Low" by 2.7.5. Ethel Wulf are explicit and describe a typical night out in a strip club. He talks about a girl who wants a stunner, meaning someone who has money and extravagance. Ethel Wulf then boasts about being someone who is wealthy and can afford to spend large amounts of money without batting an eye. The chorus "Drop it down, get low" is repeated several times throughout the song and is a reference to the strippers dropping down low while dancing on the pole. The singer enjoys watching this and getting excited while the girl is performing.


The second verse of the song sees Ethel Wulf rapping about his luxurious lifestyle and how he is always paid for just adding some ad-libs to tracks. He talks about his fancy car and his expensive jewellery, such as his Cuban links, which are too valuable that they could get deported. However, he also suggests that having a lot of money comes with the problem of chasing after women who are only interested in his wealth, and it is not worth it. The third verse talks about the rapper's confidence in his ability to attract women, and he uses vulgar language to describe his sexual prowess.


Overall, "Get Low" is a song that celebrates wealth, luxury, and a certain lifestyle that comes with it. The song is explicit and not suitable for all audiences.


Line by Line Meaning

She said she want a stunner
She wants a man who looks really good


I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money"
I told her that I'm wealthy and successful


Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh
She should dance provocatively for me


Can't forget the girl if I wanted
She's so memorable that I can't stop thinking about her


While she up and down on that pole
She's dancing on a stripper pole


When she up and down, she got me sayin'
Her moves make me excited


Yeah, drop it down and get low
She should dance lower and more seductively


Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low
She should continue dancing in a provocative and sexy manner


Got me sayin',
She's making me feel excited and aroused


I blew ten, I blew twenty, it's nothin' to me, I get money
I have a lot of money and spending it doesn't bother me


I eat, sleep and I shit money, I, I, I can't get this bitch off me
Money controls my life and I can't stop thinking about it


I'm tossin' it and she want it, that's the way we own it
I'm throwing money at her and she wants more, that's how we work


Sound crazy, don't it? I'm turned up, never turnt down
I know it sounds insane, but I'm always high and never sober


Them bottles come when we want 'em
We can order expensive alcohol whenever we want


Pass 'em out to my homies, shorty break it down for me
I share the alcohol with my friends, while she continues to strip for me


I done gave her head for that knowledge
I provided oral sex to her in exchange for her skills


Shorty lap dancin' all on me
She's giving me a lap dance


Probably give it to me now, give it to me now
She's likely to have sex with me soon


First she got me up, then she's goin' down
She's teasing me by raising and lowering her body


Finna climb that, I mean climax
I'm about to reach my own climax


We ridin' out, I'm gon' ride that
We're going to have sex, and I'm going to dominate


Triple X flick, we gon' try that
We're going to watch and reenact pornography together


She could press record, don't rewind that
She could record our sexual encounter, but don't watch it again


My hair longer than hers, bitch, life ain't fair
My hair is longer than hers, but life isn't fair


I'm gettin' paid off ad-libs, all I got to do is say, "yeah"
My unique style makes me money, all I need to do is add simple ad-libs to my music


Ridin' around in that foreign, all your stories sound distorted
I'm driving an expensive foreign car and I don't believe your fake stories


Got so many Cuban links with me, my chain could get deported
I have multiple expensive Cuban link chains, and they're worth more than a person who might be deported


At the bar takin' shots, seek her out, you need reloader
I'm drinking alcohol at the bar, if you want a girl you need to be prepared


If you even took a bitch from me, I come back to repo her
If you take a girl away from me, I'll come back and take her back


Dirty Sprite, I'll repour it, smellin' like a car dealership
I'm drinking cough syrup mixed with soda, and it smells like a place you'd buy a car


And I don't think it's gon' work out
I don't think my relationship with this girl will last


So, bitch, you need a membership
If you want to be with me, you have to put in work and be a part of my lifestyle


Olay, olay, olay, olay
I'm celebrating my success with enthusiasm


Look at '64s, out everyday, olay, olay
I'm showing off my classic cars and celebrating my continued success


Let a nigga let you know how much you care about a bitch
I'm trying to tell you that you don't care about a girl as much as I do


I'm 'bout as cold as it get
I'm as harsh and cruel as it gets


Only thing you get is a whole lot of dick
The only thing I'll give you is sex


Shout to Collipark when it's sold by the brick, nigga, hold up
I'm giving a shoutout to a producer while carrying a lot of drugs


Sittin' on the stage with the racks on go
I'm sitting on the stage with a lot of cash and ready to spend


Got some bitches with me, turn to the max, on go
My female friends are partying to the fullest


But we with the shit, you bitch try me we shootin'
We're ready for violence if someone tries to challenge us


And shootin' 'til the gun don't blast no more
We'll keep shooting until our guns run out of bullets


Back it up to me
She should back her body up towards me


Grind on me like you're tryin' make love to me
She should grind her body against mine in a seductive way


And go and bring the baddest girl in the club to me
She should go find the hottest girl in the club and bring her to me


That'll make you the baddest girl in the world to me
If you can do that for me, you'll be the sexiest girl in the world to me


For real, huh, and I'm still ridin' one hand on the wheel
I'm still driving with one hand and enjoying my success


The other one touchin' the girl while she kissin' the other one
The other hand is touching the girl while she's kissing me


Makin' her face her like she finna bust her one
I'm making her climax with my touch




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Clifford Harris, Curtis Jackson, Jeremih Felton, Tauheed Epps

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Comments from YouTube:

@xavierolvera2159

This needs to be put in a time capsule and let kids watch this 3017

@yungfatjeezus3857

xavier olvera please

@madlilpony2768

naw shit shoulda been shown in 2011.

@ivanmurphy3072

Getting there

@inner_systems

mannn i remember listening to this in 2013 ... 2013-2015 best years for the underground

@ruben04-dragoons12

2011-2015

@user-lt9or3yp1q

2008-2013

@200AMinLosAngeles

Fun fact: according to eddy baker, this vid was shot by bones at left brain of odd future's house

@startervisions

trill wave trivia lol good looks bruh bruh

@juancastaneda4812

whats even crazier is that its because of this video that xavier wulf met bones .

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