Shawty had them Apple Jeans (jeans) with the fur (with the fur) The club was lookin' at her She hit the (she hit the floor) Next 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 thing you got low low low low low low low low
I never seen nothin' that'll make me go, this crazy, all night spendin' my dough Had a million vibe and a bottle to go Dem birthday cakes, they the show So sexual, she was Professional, X and O Hold up wait a minute, do I see I think I whoa Did I I seen shawty get low Ain't the when it's up that close it rain, I'm makin' it snow Work the pole, I got the roll I'ma say I prefer them no clothes I'm into that, I love exposed She threw it at me, I gave her more ain't a problem, I know where it goes
Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans) with 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 and gave that big booty a smack (a smack) She hit the thing you know got low low low low low low low low
Hey Shawty I gotta do to get you home My jeans full of gwap and they ready for Maybachs for the sexy grown Patrone on the rocks that'll make you 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 dealin' bands what I told her, her legs on my shoulder I knew it was ova, that and Cola got me like a Soldier She ready for Rover, I couldn't her So lucky oh me, I was like a clover was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her, like a pornography she showed her
Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans) Boots the fur (with the fur) The club was lookin' 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 that big booty 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 rag, got her them paper stacks above her crack, I had to handle that I was on it, woman, let me shownin' be want it two in the mornin' I'm zonin' in them rosay foamin' She wouldn't stop, it drop shawty did that pop and lock, had to break her off that Gal was fly just my glock
Shawty had them Bottom Jeans (jeans) with 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 and gave that big booty a smack (a smack) She hit the thing you know got low low low low low low low low