Title: | Low |
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Artist: | Studio Allstars |
Album: | Hip-Hop Essentials |
Release Year: | 2009 |
Duration: | 4:04 |
Size: | 5.58 MB |
Source: | YouTube |
Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Let me talk to them, let me talk to the, let it rain
Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Let me talk to them, come on
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweatpants and the
Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turn around and gave that big booty a smack (aye)
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Them birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinking X and O
Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa
Did I think I see shawty get low?
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm making it snow
Work the pole, I got the bank roll
I'ma 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 no problem, I know where it goes
She had them
Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweatpants and the
Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turn around and gave that big booty a smack (aye)
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?
My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan
Patron 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 playing, 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 over
That Henny and Cola got me like a solider, she ready for Rover
I couldn't control her
So lucky, oh, 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
Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweatpants and the
Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turn around and gave that big booty a smack (aye)
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Whoa, shawty
Yeah, she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash and I ain't want it back
Got her them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that
I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showing and made me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoning
And them Rosay bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fly just like my Glock
Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweatpants and the
Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turn around and gave that big booty a smack (aye)
She hit the floor, next thing you know (she hit the floor)
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low