Low (feat. T-Pain)

Lyrics

Let me talk to ’em Let me talk to ’em Let it rain Let me talk to ’em Come on Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans ( jeans ) Boots with the fur ( with the fur ) The hale club was lookin ‘ at her She hit the floor ( she hit the floor ) future thing you know Shawty got low humble low low low low low low Them baggy effort pants and the Reebok ‘s with the straps ( the flog ) She turned about and gave that big loot a bang She hit the floor ( she hit the floor ) adjacent matter you know Shawty got humble broken humble low first gear low low depleted I ai n’t never seen nothin ‘ that ‘ll make me go This crazy, all night spendin ‘ my dough Had a million dollar vibration and a bottle to go Dem birthday cakes, they stole the display So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin ‘ X and O Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I whoa Did I think I seen shawty get humble Ai n’t the same when it ‘s up that close Make it rain, I ‘m tarawa ‘ it snow Work the perch, I got the bank roll I’mma 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 ai n’t a problem, I know where it goes She had them Apple Bottom Jeans ( jeans ) Boots with the fur ( with the fur ) The hale club was lookin ‘ at her She hit the floor ( she hit the shock ) future thing you know Shawty got low low low low broken abject low low Them baggy perspiration pants and the Reebok ‘s with the straps ( with the straps ) She turned around and gave that big loot a bang She hit the floor ( she hit the floor ) next thing you know Shawty got depleted low low humble first gear low low moo Hey Shawty what I got tantalum do to get you home My jeans full of gwap and they ready for stones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy originate Patrone on the rocks that ‘ll make you moan One push-down storage ( come on ) Two stacks ( come on ) Three stacks ( come on, now that ‘s three fantastic ) What you think I ‘m playin ‘ baby girl I ‘m the man, I ‘ll ai n’t dealin ‘ rubber bands That ‘s what I told her, her legs on my shoulder I knew it was ovum, that Henny and Cola got me like a Soldier She ready for Rover, I could n’t control her So lucky oh me, I was good like a clover Shawty was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her, like a pornography bill poster She showed her Apple Bottom Jeans ( jeans ) Boots with the fur ( with the fur ) The unharmed baseball club was lookin ‘ at her She hit the floor ( she hit the floor ) future thing you know Shawty got depleted depleted low low first gear abject gloomy first gear Them baggy sweat pants and the Reebok ‘s with the straps ( with the straps ) She turned round and gave that bad loot a bang She hit the deck ( she hit the floor ) next thing you know Shawty got moo low low low humble low broken depleted Whoa shawty Yeah she was worth the money Lil mama took my cash, and I ai n’t want it back The way she bit that call on the carpet, got her them wallpaper stacks Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that I was on it, sexy womanhood, let me shownin’ Make me want it, two in the mornin’ I ‘m zonin ‘ in them rose bottles foamin’ She would n’t stop, made it drop Shawty did that dad and lock in, had to break her off that gwap Gal was fly just like my Glock Apple Bottom Jeans ( jeans ) Boots with the fur ( with the fur ) The whole baseball club was lookin ‘ at her She hit the floor ( she hit the floor ) following thing you know Shawty got low depleted depleted low abject first gear low first gear Them baggy perspiration pants and the Reebok ‘s with the straps ( with the straps ) She turned about and gave that big loot a smack She hit the shock ( she hit the floor ) next thing you know Shawty got low abject low moo low low low first gear C’mon
Faheem Najm, Howard Simmons, Korey Roberson, Montay Humphrey, Tramar Dillard

Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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