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 pants and the Reebok's with the straps (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 dollar vibe and a bottle 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 I whoa Did I I seen shawty get low Ain't the same it's up that close Make it rain, I'm makin' it Work the pole, I got the bank say that I prefer them no clothes I'm into that, I love women She threw it at me, I gave her more Cash ain't a problem, I know it goes
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) thing 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 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 what I gotta do to get you My jeans full of gwap and they for stones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy 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' bands what I told her, her legs on my shoulder I knew it was ova, that henny and Cola got me like a 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, a pornography poster she showed her
Shawty had them Apple Bottom (jeans) Boots the fur (with the fur) The whole 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 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
Whoa Yea she was the money Lil mama my cash, and I ain't want it back The way she bit rag, got her them paper stacks above 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, it drop shawty did pop and lock, had to break her off that gwap 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) 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 around and gave big booty a smack (a smack) She hit the Next thing you got low low low low low low low low