(Uh-huh) (turn it up)
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Mmm
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Let me talk to 'em
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Let me talk to 'em
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Let it rain
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Mmm
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Let me talk to 'em
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Come on
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Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (jeans)
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Boots with the fur (with the fur)
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The whole club was lookin' at her
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She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
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Next thing you know
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Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
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Them baggy sweatpants
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And the Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
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She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (ayy)
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She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
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Next thing you know
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Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
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Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go
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This crazy, all night spendin' my dough
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Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
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Them birthday cakes, they stole the show
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So sexual, she was flexible
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Professional, drinkin' X and O
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Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa
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Did I think I seen shawty get low
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Ain't the same when it's up that close
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Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow
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Work the pole, I got the bank roll
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I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes
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I'm into that, I love women exposed
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She threw it back at me, I gave her more
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Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes
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She had 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 sweatpants
+
And the Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
+
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (ayy)
+
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
+
Next thing you know
+
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
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Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home?
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My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones
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Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan
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Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
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One stack, come on, two stacks, come on
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Three stacks, come on, now that's three grand
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What you think I'm playin' baby girl?
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I'm the man, I invented rubber bands
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That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
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I knew it was over, that Henny and cola got me like a soldier
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She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
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So lucky oh me, I was just like a clover
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Shawty was hot like a toaster
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Sorry but I had to fold her
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Like a pornography poster
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She showed her
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Apple Bottom jeans (jeans)
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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 sweatpants
+
And the Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
+
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (ayy)
+
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
+
Next thing you know
+
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
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Whoa shawty, yeah, she was worth the money
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Lil' mama took my cash, and I ain't want it back
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The way she bent that back, got her them paper stacks
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Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that
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I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin'
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Make me want it, two in the mornin'
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I'm zonin' and them rose bottles foamin'
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She wouldn't stop, made it drop
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Shawty did that pop and lock
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Had to break her off that gwap
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Gal was fly just like my Glock
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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 sweatpants
+
And the Reeboks with the straps (with the straps)
+
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (ayy)
+
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
+
Next thing you know
+
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
+
Come on
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