Flo-Rida - Low Lyrics
(Feat. T-Pain)[Intro - T-Pain]MmmmmmmmLet me talk to 'emLet me talk to 'em(Let it rain)MmmmmmmmLet me talk to 'emC'mon![Chorus (T-Pain):]Shawty had apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low[Flo-Rida]Hey, I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me goThis crazy all night spending my doeHad the million dollar vibe and a body to goThem birthday cakes they stole the showSo sexualShe was flexible,Professional,Drinking X&OHold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I whoaDid I think I seen shawty get lowAin't the same when it's up that closeMake it rain, I'm making it snowWork the pole I gotta bank roleI'ma say that I prefer her no clothesI'm in to that I love women exposedShe threw it back at me I gave her mo'Cash ain't a problem I know where it go (she had them)[Chorus (T-Pain)]She had them Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low[Flo-Rida]Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you homeMy jeans filled with gwap and they're ready for showingCadillacs laid back for the sexy grownPatron on the rocks that'll make you moanOne stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)Now that's three grandWhat you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the manI'll bend the rubber bandsThat's when I threw her legs on my shouldersI knew it was overThat heny and Cola got me like a soldierShe ready for Rover, I couldn't control herSo lucky, oh me, I was just like cloverShawty was hot like a toasterSorry but I had to fold herLike a pornography posterShe showed her[Chorus (T-Pain)]Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low[Flo-Rida]Whoa, shawty yeah she was worth the moneyLittle mama took my cashAnd I ain't want it backThe way she bent that backGot all them paper stacksTattoo above her crackI had to handle thatI was on it sexy womanLet me show it make me want itTwo in the morning, I'm zoninN Them Rosa bottles foamingShe wouldn't stopMade it dropShawty did that pop and lockHad to break her off that gwapYeah that was fly just like my glock[Chorus (T-Pain)]Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low(C'mon! )
