OST. STEP UP 2 Low - Flo Rida [Ft. T-Pain] Lyrics

[Chorus]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans] Boots with the fur [With the fur]
the whole club 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 Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy] She hit the floor [She hit the floor]
Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 1:]
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 s__ual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do i see what I think I Whoa 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 Imma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes

She had them

[Chorus]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans] Boots with the fur [With the fur]
Got the whole club 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

[Verse 2:]
Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home My jeans full of gwap
And they ready for Shones Cadillacs Maybachs for the s__y 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 oo me, I was just like a clover Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her, Like a p___ography poster
She showed her

[Chorus]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans] Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club 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

[Verse 3:]
Whoa Shawty Yea 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 her crack,
I had to handle that,

I was on it, s__y woman, let me shownin They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shorty did that pop and lock, Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock