Low (Remix)

No I had to remix this thang right here

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Flo Rida congrats boy, you got yourself one, ha ha! (Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em)

Turn them groundhogs, always showing love

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

We clash, what it is, what it ain't (Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em)

Come on, Let's Go!






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 sweat pants and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (a smack)

She hit the floor

Next thing you know

Shawty got low low low low low low low low (Ha-ha-ha wooooooooooo!)






Stop drop roll, open the doors and baby light my fire

Watch how I carry this thing like Mariah

Trying to make loo like an LA riot

Stick it for the ice in the cream like Breyers

All messed up like Micheal Myers

I'm tryna multiply wha, you all dividing

Call it Ice Cube, get it hit it on a Friday

(Ya'll get knocked the fuck out)

When Pit go all out

I play broke, while your broke ass ball out

Me I'm Diddy, Jay Z and Stee stay a little bit a bigge gimme the loo and I beat out

What's your thing boy, forget a debate boy

They're filling me like Obama and Hilary

So pick up pick up your artillery before

You get cut up like umbilical cord, let's go






Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans

Boots with the fur (with the fur)

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (she hit the flo'!), next thang 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 thang you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low






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 flexable

Professional, drinkin' X and oh

Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa

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 mo'

Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes

She had them—






Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (she hit the flo'!), next thang 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 thang 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 grown

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'll bend the 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 solider, 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—






Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur)

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (she hit the flo'!), next thang 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 thang you know

Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low