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Shawty had Apple Bottom Jeans (jeans)
with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was at her
She hit the (she hit the floor)
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reebok's with the (the straps)
She turned 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 ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go, this crazy, all spendin' my dough
Had a dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the
So sexual, she was
Professional, X and O
up wait a minute, do I see what I think I whoa
Did I think I seen get low
Ain't the when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin' it
the pole, I got the bank roll
I'ma say that I prefer no clothes
I'm into that, I love women
She it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know it goes

Shawty had them Apple Jeans (jeans)
with the fur (with the fur)
The whole 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 pants and the with the straps (the straps)
She turned and gave that big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
thing you know
got low low low low low low low low

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

Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans)
Boots the fur (with the fur)
The whole 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 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

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

Shawty had Apple Bottom 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 sweat pants and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)
She turned around and that big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low