Low

_*Flo Rida - Low (feat. T-Pain) from Mail on Sunday (2008)*_

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Lyrics

Mm Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em Let it ride (Mm) Let me talk to 'em (Come on)

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy) She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go This crazy all night, spendin' my dough Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go Them birthday cakes they stole the show So sexual, she was 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's 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 more Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes

She had them AppleBottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy) She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

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 Patrón 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 invented 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, oh, 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

AppleBottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy) She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Woah, shawty Yeah, she was worth the money Lil' mama took my cash and I ain't want it back The way she bent that back, got her them paper stacks Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that I was on it, sexy woman Let me showin' and made me want it Two in the mornin', I'm zonin' and them Rosé bottles foamin' She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Gal was fly just like my Glock

AppleBottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy) She hit the floor (She hit the floor), next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low (C'mon)

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