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Shawty had them Apple Bottom (jeans)
with 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 gave that big booty a (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 million dollar vibe and a to go
Dem birthday cakes, stole the show
So sexual, she was
Professional, X and O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see I think I whoa
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 I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love exposed
She threw it at me, I gave her more
Cash a problem, I know where it goes

Shawty had them Apple Bottom (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 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

Hey
Shawty I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of and they ready for stones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy
Patrone on the rocks make you moan
One (come on)
Two (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now three grand)
you think I'm playin' baby girl
I'm the man, I'll ain't rubber bands
what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I it was ova, that henny and Cola got me like 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

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)
thing you know
got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy pants and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)
She around and gave that big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
thing you know
got low low low low low low low low

Whoa
Yea she was the money
Lil took 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'
They be want it two in the
I'm zonin' in them bottles foamin'
She wouldn't stop, made it
shawty did that pop and lock, had to break her off that
Gal was fly just like my

had them 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 baggy sweat pants and the with the straps (the straps)
She turned around and gave big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low