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 thing you
got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)
She around and gave that big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
Next you know
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 dollar vibe and a to go
Dem birthday cakes, they the show
So sexual, she was
Professional, X and O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I
Did I I seen shawty get low
Ain't the same when up that close
Make it rain, I'm it snow
the pole, I got the bank roll
I'ma say that I prefer no clothes
I'm into that, I love exposed
She it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I where it goes

Hey
Shawty what I do to get you home
My full of gwap and they ready for stones
Cadillacs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you
One (come on)
Two (come on)
Three (come on, now that's three grand)
What you think I'm playin' baby
I'm the man, I'll dealin' rubber bands
what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, that henny and Cola got me like a
She for Rover, I couldn't control her
So oh me, I was just like a clover
shawty was hot a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her, like a poster she showed her

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