Luyện nghe bài hát Low

Shawty had Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, the fur
The whole was lookin at her
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
thing you know
got low low low low, low low low low

Them sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the
She around and gave that big booty a smack, ayy!
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
Next you know
got low low low low, low low low low

I ain't never nuthin' that'll make me go
This crazy all night spendin my
Had a million vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, stole the show

So sexual, she was
Professional, X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see I think I? Whoa

Did I think I seen shorty get
Ain't the same when it's up that
Make it rain, I'm it snow
Work the pole, I got the roll

I'mma say that I prefer them no
I'm into that, I women exposed
She threw it back at me, I her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know it goes

She had Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was at her
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
thing you know
got low low low low, low low low low

Them sweat pants
And the with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and that big booty a smack, ayy!
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
Next you know
got low low low low, low low low low

Hey, shawty I gotta do to get you home?
My jeans of guap
And they ready for
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the grown
on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack, on
Two stacks, on
stacks, come on, now that's three grand
What you think, I'm playin? girl
I'm the man, I'll the rubber bands

That's I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was over, that and Cola
Got me like a
She ready for Rover, I control her
So lucky on me, I was just a clover

Shorty was hot a toaster
but I had to fold her
Like a poster
She her

Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, the fur
The club was lookin at her
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
thing you know
got low low low low, low low low low

Them baggy pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, the straps
She turned around and gave big booty a smack, ayy!
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
thing you know
got low low low low, low low low low

Whoa,
Yea she was the money
Lil mama took my
And I want it back

The way she bit rag
Got her paper stacks
above her crack
I had to handle

I was on it, woman, let me shownin
Make me it two in the mornin
I'm zonin and them rosay bottles

She wouldn't stop, it drop
Shorty did pop and lock
Had to break her off guap
was fly just like my glock

Apple Bottom jeans,
Boots the fur, with the fur
The club was lookin at her
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
Next thing you
got low low low low, low low low low

Them sweat pants
And the Reeboks the straps, with the straps
She turned around and that big booty a smack, ayy!
She hit the flo, she hit the flo
Next thing you
got low low low low, low low low low