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(Uh-huh) (turn it up) Mmm Let me talk to 'em Let me talk to 'em Let it rain Mmm Let me talk to 'em Come on Shawty 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 Hey, 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 Them 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 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 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 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 Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home? My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan Patron 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 invented 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 oh 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 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 Whoa shawty, yeah, 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 Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin' Make me want it, two in the mornin' I'm zonin' and them rose bottles foamin' She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock 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 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