Artist: T-Pain
Song: get low
[CHORUS]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
Da whole club was lookin' at her
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.
A bag of sweaty pants and reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big bootay a smack (eyy!)
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
[VERSE 1]
I ain't neva seen nothing that'll make me go,
This crazy all nights feelin ma 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 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
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
[CHORUS]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
Da whole club was lookin' at her
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.
A bag of sweaty pants and reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big bootay a smack (eyy!)
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty 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
One step (come on)
Two steps (come on)
Three steps, 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
Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her
[CHORUS]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
Da whole club was lookin' at her
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.
A bag of sweaty pants and reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big bootay a smack (eyy!)
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
[Verse 3:]
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,
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
Shorty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
it was fly just like my clock
[CHORUS]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
Da whole club was lookin' at her
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.
A bag of sweaty pants and reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big bootay a smack (eyy!)
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
[ENDING]
A bag of sweaty pants and reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big bootay a smack (eyy!)
She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
C'mon
