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Flo Rida

Genres: Hip-Hop

Low Lyrics - Flo Rida

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 

& the Reeboks with the straps 

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap 

She hit the Floor 

Next thing you know 

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. 

 

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I ain't never seen nuthin' that'll make me go 

This crazy all night spendin' my dough 

Had a million dollar vibe & a bottle to go 

Them birthday cakes, they stole the show 

So sexual, she was flexible 

Professional, drinkin' X & 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'm a 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... 

 

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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 

& the Reeboks with the straps 

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap 

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 gwap 

And they ready for Shones 

Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown 

Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan. 

1 stack, come on 

 

2 stacks, come on 

3 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 ova, that Henny & Cola 

Got me like a Soldier 

She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her 

So lucky oo 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... 

 

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 

& the Reeboks with the straps 

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap 

She hit the Floor 

Next thing you know 

 

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. 

 

Whoa 

Shawty 

Yea she was worth the money 

Lil' mama took my cash 

& I ain't want it back 

The way she bit that rag 

Got her them paper stacks 

Tatto above her crack 

 

I had to handle that. 

I was on it, sexy woman, let me shonin' 

 

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 & lock 

Had to break her off that gwap 

Gah it was fly just like my glock. 

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 

& the Reeboks with the straps 

She turned around & gave that big booty a slap 

She hit the Floor 

Next thing you know 

Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. 

Come on. 

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