71 Digits & Flo Rida – Low Lyrics

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Let me talk to ’em, let me talk to ’em

Shawty had them 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
Them Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
With the fur (with the fur)
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
With the fur (With the fur)
Low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Shawty had them Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin’ at her
She hit the flo’ (shе hit the flo’), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Them baggy swеat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
(With the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (ayy!)
She hit the flo’ (she hit the flo’), 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
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 invented rubber bands

Shawty had them 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
Shawty had them 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

Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
(With the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (ayy!)
She hit the flo’ (she hit the flo’), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low