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 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 that'll make me go, this 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 a minute, do I see what I think I whoa Did I think I seen get low Ain't the when it's up that close Make it rain, I'm it snow Work the pole, I got the roll I'ma say I prefer them no clothes I'm into that, I women exposed She threw it at me, I gave her more Cash ain't a problem, I know where it
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) 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 around and gave that big a smack (a smack) She hit the Next thing you 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 rocks make you moan One (come on) Two (come on) stacks (come on, now that's three grand) What you think I'm baby girl I'm the man, I'll ain't rubber bands That's what I told her, her legs on my I knew it was ova, that henny and Cola got me a Soldier She ready for Rover, I control her So oh me, I was just like a clover was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her, like a poster she showed her
Shawty had Apple Bottom Jeans (jeans) with 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 baggy sweat pants and the 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
Whoa Yea she was worth the Lil mama took my cash, and I ain't want it The way she bit that rag, got her paper stacks Tattoo her crack, I had to handle that I was on it, woman, let me shownin' They be it two in the mornin' I'm zonin' in rosay bottles foamin' She stop, made it drop did that pop and lock, had to break her off that gwap Gal was fly just like my
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 with the straps (the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a (a smack) She hit the thing you know got low low low low low low low low