How Low (Remix 2) Ludacris (Ft. R. City & Yelawolf)

[Intro: Chuck D. sample]
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?

[Sped up]
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?
How low, can you go? How low, can you go?

[Ludacris]
Ha ha!
I'm in the zone right now baby
Luda! listen...

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Ludacris got a remix, finna go low
Hold up, let me get my camera
I wanna see Arizona, Indiana
Minnesota, and the women in Louisiana
D.C., VA, Motor City to the Lou', what it do?
Finna blow like Waco Chi-town goin' way low
Both Cakalakas, Alabama to the M-I-Yayo
New York, California
Philly and they really put it on me when I'm down in Texas
Album numero siete get ready for the battle of the sexes, I'm restless
Tryna tell 'em that I'm hotter than the burn in the 3rd de- gree, gree
Then I try to tell 'em ain't nobody in the world as hot as- me! me!
If you really goin' low, you gotta go- hard
Go lower than the grades on yo' reports- card
God! Ludacris, I'm the best that ever did it- did it
And when it comes to the money I'm like, "don't stop, get it! get it!"
Whooo!!