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Shawty had them Apple 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 around and gave 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 night 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 what I think I
Did I think I seen get low
Ain't the same when up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin' it
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 back at me, I gave her
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it

Shawty had them Apple 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 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

Hey
Shawty what I do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap and ready for stones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy
Patrone on the that'll make you moan
One (come on)
Two (come on)
Three (come on, now that's three grand)
What you think I'm baby girl
I'm the man, ain't dealin' rubber bands
what I told 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 just a clover
was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her, like a pornography poster she her

had them Apple 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 sweat pants and the Reebok's with the straps (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

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

had them Apple Bottom Jeans (jeans)
Boots the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was at her
She hit the (she hit the floor)
thing 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 you know
got low low low low low low low low