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Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans)
with 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 pants and the Reebok's 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 ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go, this crazy, all night spendin' my
Had a million dollar 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
the same 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 exposed
She it back at me, I gave her more
Cash a problem, I know where it goes

Shawty had 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 big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low

Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you
My jeans full of gwap and they ready for
Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks make you moan
One (come on)
Two (come on)
stacks (come on, now that's three grand)
What you I'm playin' baby girl
I'm the man, I'll dealin' rubber bands
That's what I told her, her legs on my
I knew it was ova, 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 a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her, a pornography poster she showed 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)
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
Next thing you
got low low low low low low low low

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

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 thing you
got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy pants 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