Low (feat. T-Pain) Lyrics

Low ft. T-Pain - Flo Rida

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Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans

Boots with the fur

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the Floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low.

Them baggy sweat pants

& the Reeboks with the straps

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap

She hit the Floor

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 Floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low.

Them baggy sweat pants

& the Reeboks with the straps

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap

She hit the Floor

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 Floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low.

Them baggy sweat pants

& the Reeboks with the straps

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap

She hit the Floor

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

& 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 Floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low.

Them baggy sweat pants

& the Reeboks with the straps

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap

She hit the Floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low.

Come on.