Richard Cheese - Low lyrics

Mmm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mmm let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em (let it rain)
Mmm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mmm let me talk to 'em c'mon
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 (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
(with the straps)
She turned around and gave that
Big booty a smack (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low

I ain't never seen something
That'll make me go


This crazy all night, spending my dough
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes, they stole the show

So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinking X&O
Hold up, wait a minute
Do I see what I think? Whoa
Did her thing seen 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 bank roll

I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo'
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it go
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 (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
(with the straps)
She turned around and gave that
Big booty a smack (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
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 filled with guap and
They're ready for showing
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Patrón 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 dealing rubber bands

That's when I threw 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 me, I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster she showed her

Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking 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
(with the straps)
She turned around and gave that
Big booty a smack (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low

Whoa shawty, yeah she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack i had to handle that

I was zoned in sexy woman
Let me show it, make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoned in
Them rosé bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty dipped that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fine, just like my Glock

Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking 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
(with the straps)
She turned around and gave that
Big booty a smack (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low come on