Low (feat. T-Pain)

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low low low low low low low low. Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low. I ain't never seen nuthin' that'll make me go This crazy all night spendin' my dough Had a million dollar vibe & a bottle to go Them birthday cakes, they stole the show So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin' X & O Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I Whoa Did I think I seen shorty get Low Ain't the same when it's up that close Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow Work the pole, I got the bank roll I'm a say that I prefer them no clothes I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her more Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes. She had them... Apple Bottom jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Hey Shawty what I gotta do to get you home My jeans full of gwap And they ready for Shones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan. 1 stack, come on 2 stacks, come on 3 stacks, come on, now that's 3 grand What you think I'm playin' baby girl I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands. That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder I knew it was ova, that Henny & Cola Got me like a Soldier She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover Shorty was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her Like a pornography poster She showed her... Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Whoa Shawty Yea she was worth the money Lil' mama took my cash And I ain't want it back The way she bit that rag Got her them paper stacks Tatto above her crack I had to handle that. I was on it, sexy woman, let me shonin' They be want it two in the mornin' I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin' She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shorty did that pop & lock Had to break her off that gwap Gah it was fly just like my glock. Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Come on.