(feat. T-Pain)

[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 hits the floor (she hits 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 hits the floor (she hits the floor)

Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low


[Flo-Rida]
I ain't never seen something that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe

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 bang bro
I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes
I'm in to 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


[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]

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

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 dealing rubberbands
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 !@$^ography poster
She showed her


[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]

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 rosee 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

[Chorus (T-Pain)]