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Flo Rida «Low». ТЕКСТ ПЕСНИ

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Слова: Montay Humphrey, Korey Roberson, Howard Simmons, Tramar Dillard, Faheem Najm
Музыка: Tramar Dillard, Faheem Najm, Montay Humphrey, Howard Simmons, Korey Roberson
© ООО «Юниверсал Мьюзик Паблишинг», © Национальное музыкальное издательство
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 Umm.... 
 Let me talk to 'em 
 Let me talk to 'em 
 Let it rain, umm.... 
 Let me talk to 'em 
 C'mon!
 
 Shawty had them apple bottom jeans 
 Boots with the fur. 
 The whole club was lookin' at her, 
 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. 
 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack; 
 She hit the flo...
 Next thing you know 
 Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low 

 I ain't never seen nuthin' that'll make me go 
 This crazy all night spendin' my dough.
 Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go, 
 Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show 
 So sexual, she was flexible, professional, 
 Drinkin' X and 0 
 Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? I woh... 
 Did I think I seen shorty 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'm-a say that, I prefer them no clothes ,
 I'm into that, I love women exposed.
 Shawty threw it back at me, I gave her more 
 Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes.
 
 She had them apple bottom jeans 
 Boots with the fur. 
 The whole club was lookin' at her, 
 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. 
 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack; 
 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 gwap and they ready for Shones 
 Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown 
 Patrone 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 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 ova 
 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 
 Shawty had them

 Apple Bottom Jeans 
 Boots with the fur. 
 The whole club was lookin' at her, 
 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. 
 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack; 
 She hit the flo...
 Next thing you know 
 Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low 

 C'mon, Shawty! 
 Yeah, she was worth the money 
 Lil mama took my cash and I ain't want it back. 
 The way she bit that rag 
 Got her them paper stacks 
 Tattoo above 'er crack 
 I had to handle that 
 I was on it, sexy woman 
 Let me showin', they be want it 
 Two in the mornin' I was zonin' in. 
 Them Rose bottles foamin'. 
 She wouldn't stop, made it drop! 
 Shorty did that pop and lock, 
 Had to break her off that gwap. 
 God it was fly, 
 Just like my glock. 

 Shawty had them apple bottom jeans 
 Boots with the fur. 
 The whole club was lookin' at her, 
 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. 
 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack; 
 She hit the flo...
 Next thing you know 
 Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low 
 C'mon! 
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