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Ok, my friends and I have been obsessed with this song, simply because it makes us laugh....>.< And it's now my ringtone when I call my friend Reggie...once she texted me calling me Ms. Apple Bottoms....>.<
Low by Flo Rida
Mhmhmhmhmhmhm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Let it ring
Mhmhmhmhmhmhm
Let me talk to 'em
Come on
[Chorus:]
Shawty got them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor [She hit the floor]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap [hey]
She hit the floor [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 and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I
Whoa
Did I think I seen Shawty 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
Imma 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
[Chorus:]
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
One stack (come on)
Two stacks (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that's three 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 and 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
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her
[Chorus:]
Whoa
Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Her mama took my cash,
and I ain't want it back,
The way she bit that rag,
got her them paper stacks,
Tattoo Above her crack,
I had to handle that,
I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock
[Chorus:]
 Sage_Hirihono · Tue Jul 15, 2008 @ 04:10pm · 0 Comments |
