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Low (feat. T-Pain)

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作詞: M.Humphrey, T-Pain, T.Dillard     作曲: M.Humphrey, T-Pain, T.Dillard



Yea, Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em, come on

Shawty had them apple bottom 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 sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave
That big booty a slap
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know shawty got
Low low low low
Low low low low

I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go
It's crazy all night spending my doe
Had a million dollar vibe and a body 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 want
Did her thing I seen Shawty 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
Im'a say I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her mo'
Cash ain't a problem,
I know where it goes she had them...

Shawty had them apple bottom 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 sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave
That big booty a slap
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know shawty got
Low low low low
Low low low low

Hey
Shawty, what I gotta do to get ya home
My jeans full of gwap and they ready for shones
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack come on, two stacks come on
Three stacks come on, now that's 3 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 over
That henny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover
I couldn't control her
So lucky for 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...

Shawty had them apple bottom 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 sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave
That big booty a slap
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know shawty got
Low low low low
Low low low low

Whoa, shawty, yes,
she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got her them paper stacks
Tatoo above her crack
I had to handle that...
I was on it, sexy woman
Let but she surely made me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoning
And them roses bottles foamin'
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that gwap
Gal was fire just like my glock

Shawty had them apple bottom 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 sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave
That big booty a slap
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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Low (feat. T-Pain)
Low (feat. T-Pain)
2008/03/01

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