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Mmmmmmmm |
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Let me talk to 'em |
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Let me talk to 'em |
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Mmmmmmm |
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Let me talk to 'em |
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C'mon! |
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[Chorus (T-Pain):] |
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Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) |
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Boots with the fur (with the fur) |
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The whole club was looking at her |
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She hit the floor (she hit the floor) |
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Next thing you know |
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Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low |
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Them baggy sweat pants |
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And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) |
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She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey) |
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She hit the floor (she hit the floor) |
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Next thing you know |
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Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low |
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[Flo-Rida] |
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I ain't never seen something that'll make me go |
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This crazy all night spending my doe |
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Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go |
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Them birthday cakes they stole the show |
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So sexual |
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She was flexible professional |
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Drinking X&O |
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Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? Whoa |
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Did her thing seen shawty get low |
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Ain't the same when it's up that close |
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Make it rain I'm making it snow |
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Work the pole I gotta bank roll |
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I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes |
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I'm in to that I love women exposed |
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She threw it back at me I gave her mo |
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Cash ain't a problem I know where it go |
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[Chorus (T-Pain)] |
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[Flo-Rida] |
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Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home |
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My jeans filled with guap and they're ready for showing |
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Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown |
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Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan |
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One stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on) |
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Now that's three grand |
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What you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the man |
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I'm dealing rubber bands |
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That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders |
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I knew it was over |
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That heny and Cola got me like a soldier |
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She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her |
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So lucky on me I was just like clover |
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Shawty was hot like a toaster |
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Sorry but I had to fold her |
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Like a pornography poster |
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She showed her |
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[Chorus (T-Pain)] |
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[Flo-Rida] |
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Whoa shawty yeah she was worth the money |
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Little mama took my cash |
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And I ain't want it back |
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The way she bent that back |
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Got all them paper stacks |
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Tattoo above her crack |
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I had to handle that |
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I was zoned in sexy woman |
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Let me show it make me want it |
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Two in the morning I'm zoned in |
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Them rosee bottles foaming |
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She wouldn't stop |
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Made it drop |
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Shawty dipped that pop and lock |
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Had to break her off that guap |
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Gal was fine just like my glock |
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[Chorus (T-Pain)] |