Low (低点) - Flo Rida/T-Pain

Lyrics by：C. Harris/D. Siegel/Dan Balan/J. Scheffer/J. Smith/K.V. Washington/Makeba

Composed by：C. Harris/D. Siegel/Dan Balan/J. Scheffer/J. Smith/K.V. Washington/M. Humphrey/Makeba/T. Dillard/T. Pain

Produced by：DJ Montay

T-Pain/Flo Rida：

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Let me talk to 'em let me talk to 'em let it rain

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Let me talk to 'em come on

T-Pain：

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans

Jeans

Boots with the fur

With the fur

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo'

She hit the flo'

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 flo'

She hit the flo'

Next thing you know

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

Flo Rida：

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 flexible

Professional drinkin' X and O

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

T-Pain：

Apple Bottom jeans

Jeans

Boots with the fur

With the fur

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo'

She hit the flo'

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 flo'

She hit the flo'

Next thing you know

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

Flo Rida：

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 groan

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 soldier 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

T-Pain：

Apple Bottom jeans

Jeans

Boots with the fur

With the fur

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo'

She hit the flo'

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 flo'

She hit the flo'

Next thing you know

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

Flo Rida：

Whoa shawty

Yeah she was worth the money

Lil' mama took my cash

And I ain't want it back

The way she bent that back

Got her them paper stacks

Tattoo above her crack

I had to handle that

I was on it sexy woman

Let me showin' and made me want it

Two in the mornin' I'm zonin'

And them Rosay bottles foamin'

She wouldn't stop made it drop

Shawty did that pop and lock

Had to break her off that guap

Gal was fly just like my Glock

T-Pain：

Apple Bottom jeans

Jeans

Boots with the fur

With the fur

The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo'

She hit the flo'

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 flo'

She hit the flo'

Next thing you know

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

Come on