[Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em C'mon!

[Chorus: (T-Pain)]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor flo (she hit the floor) 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 slap (hey) smack (ayy)
She hit the floor flo (she hit the floor) flo)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low,
low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
I ain't never seen nuttin'
that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body bottle to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show So sexual
She was flexible flexible, professional
Drinking nexenol x and o
Hold up, wait a minute, do I
see what I think? Ahh Whoa
Did her thing seenDidn't think i see shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain I'm making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bang bro bank roll
I'm gonnaImma say that I prefer the them no clothes
I'm in to that into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo more
Cash ain't a problem I know where it go goes

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[Flo-Rida]
Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with guap and
they're ready for showing shones
Cadillacs laid backCadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on), two
stacks (come on), three
stacks (come on)
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playing
baby girl I'm the man
I'm ain't dealingI'll bend the rubberbands
That's when I threw told her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky on lucky, o 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

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[Flo-Rida]
Whoa shawty shawty, yeah she was worth the money
LittleLil mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent bit that back rag
Got all her them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was zoned in on it, sexy woman women,
Let me show it make me showin they be want it
Two in the morning I'm zoned in
Them rosee bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty dipped did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fired fly just like my glock

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