Luyện nghe bài hát Low

Shawty had them Apple Jeans (jeans)
Boots the fur (with the fur)
The club was lookin' at her
She hit the (she hit the floor)
Next you know
got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)
She turned around and gave that big a smack (a smack)
She hit the
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low

I never seen nothin' that'll make me go, this crazy, all night spendin' my dough
Had a million vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the
So sexual, she was
Professional, X and O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see I think I whoa
Did I think I shawty get low
Ain't the same when up that close
it rain, I'm makin' it snow
Work the pole, I got the roll
I'ma say that I prefer no clothes
I'm into that, I love exposed
She threw it back at me, I her more
Cash a problem, I know where it goes

Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you
My jeans full of and they ready for stones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll you moan
One (come on)
Two (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that's grand)
you think I'm playin' baby girl
I'm the man, ain't dealin' rubber bands
That's what I told her, her legs on my
I knew it was ova, that henny and Cola got me a Soldier
She for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky oh me, I was like a clover
shawty was hot like a
Sorry but I had to fold her, like a poster she showed her

Whoa
Yea she was worth the
Lil mama my cash, and I ain't want it back
The way she bit that rag, got her them paper
Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle
I was on it, sexy woman, let me
be want it two in the mornin'
I'm zonin' in them rosay foamin'
She stop, made it drop
shawty did that pop and lock, had to break her off that
Gal was fly just my glock