Shawty had them Apple Jeans (jeans) Boots the fur (with the fur) The whole club was 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 Reebok's 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, crazy, all night 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 think I shawty get low Ain't the same when it's up 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 exposed She threw it back at me, I her more Cash ain't a problem, I know 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) 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 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 what I gotta do to get you My jeans full of gwap and ready for stones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy Patrone on the rocks that'll make you One (come on) Two (come on) Three stacks (come on, now three grand) What you think I'm playin' baby I'm the man, I'll ain't rubber bands That's what I told her, her legs on my 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 pornography she showed her
Shawty had them Apple 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 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 worth the Lil mama 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 that I was on it, woman, let me shownin' be want it two in the mornin' I'm zonin' in them rosay bottles She wouldn't stop, it drop did that pop and lock, had to break her off that gwap Gal was fly just like my
Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans) with 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 that big booty a smack (a smack) She hit the thing you know got low low low low low low low low