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  • Текст песни антон корниенко - Get Low

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    [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 hit the flo (she hit the flo)
    Next thing u kno
    Shawty got low low low low low low low low
    Them baggy sweat pants
    And the reeboxs with the straps (with the straps)
    She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey)
    She hit the flo (she hit the flo)
    Next thing u kno
    Shawty got low low low low low low low low
    Verse 1
    [Flo-Rida]
    I aint never seen something that’ll make me go
    This crazy all night spending mah 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 nexenol
    Hold up do I see what I think I whoa
    Did her thing seen shawty get low?
    Aint the same when it’s up that close
    Make it rain I’m making it snow
    Work the pole I gotta bang bro
    Ima 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 aint a problem I kno where it go
    Chorus.
    Verse 2
    [Flo-Rida]
    Hey shawty what I gotta do to get u home?
    My jeans filled with guap and they ready for showing
    Cadillac’s layed back for the sexy grown
    Patron on the rocks that’ll make u moan
    1 stack (come on) 2 stacks (come on) 3 stacks (come on)
    Now that’s 3 grand
    What u 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
    Like a pornography poster
    She showed her
    Chorus.
    Verse 3
    [Flo-Rida]
    Whoooooa shawty yea she was worth the money
    Lil mama took my cash
    And I aint 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
    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 fire just like my glock
    Chorus.

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