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    Flo Rida

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    send "Low" ringtone to your cell

    [Chorus]
    Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans
    Boots with the fur
    The whole club was lookin' at her
    She hit the floor
    Next thing you know
    Shawty got low low low low low low low low
    Them baggy sweat pants and the Reebok's with the straps
    She turned around and gave that big booty a slap
    She hit the floor
    Next thing you know
    Shawty got low low low low low low low low

    [Verse 1]
    I ain't never seen nothin' 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 O
    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
    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 a problem, I know where it goes

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    Hey
    Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
    My jeans full of gwap and they ready for stones
    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 ain't dealin' 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 oh 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]

    [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
    Gal was fly just like my glock

    [Chorus]

    C'mon

    send "Low" ringtone to your cell
    Licensed by © EMI Music Publishing, © Universal Music Publishing Group
    Written by DAVE GROHL | NATE MENDEL | CHRIS SHIFLETT | TAYLOR HAWKINS

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