Low

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I

Run it down on the low key

That's not the song, you know it

[Chorus]

Shawty got 'em Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur)

The whole club's lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low (Low-low-low-low-low-low-low)

Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Yeah)

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

[Verse 1]

Ain't nevеr seen nothin' like this before

This crazy all night, spеndin' my dough

Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go

Them birthday cakes, they stole the show

So sexual, so flexible

Professional, drinkin' X and O

Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, woah

Did I think I see shawty get low?

Ain't the same when it up that close

Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow

Work the pole, I got the bank roll

I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes

I'm into that, I love women exposed

She threw it back at me, I gave her mo'

Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes

She got them

[Chorus]

Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur)

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low (Low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low)

Baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big, b—big booty a smack on the pole

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

[Verse 2]

Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?

My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones

Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan

Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack, c'mon, two stacks, c'mon

Three stacks, c'mon, now that's three grand

What, you think I'm playin', baby girl?

I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands

That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder

I knew it was over, that Henny and Cola

Got me like a soldier, she ready for Rover

I couldn't control her

So lucky for me, I was just like a clover

Shawty was hot like a toaster

Sorry, but I had to fold her

Like a pornography poster, she showed her

[Chorus]

Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), the boots with the fur (With the fur)

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got boom drop, chopity got love drop, chopity got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Got them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big, big, big booty a smack

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low