Flo Rida Low

Get it low, get it low Ge ge ge See you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low To the floor, to the floor, to the floor Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know Get it on, get it on, get it on When i get you home, get you home, get you home Put it on, put it on, put it on I'm put it on Put it on Oooh, she's just my type Hair long and her eyes light Her smile shine like the sunlight One of a kind, baby momma type Friend muggin, she the hater type Waka Flocka, I'm the player type Jewelry bright, winter white Champagne chilled on ice Hold up! Every bad bitch in the club to the dance floor Hands on your hips, get real low Throwing money, my M.O So slot me your info Let me know, what you doing tonight girl I ain't got time for no games I'm only here for tonight girl Lemme see you get low, low, low To the floor floor floor Grab your hips girl Fuck your man Gimme some more more more Get it low, get it low Ge ge ge See you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low To the floor, to the floor, to the floor Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know Get it on, get it on, get it on When i get you home, get you home, get you home Put it on, put it on, put it on I'm put it on Put it on Ride for him Cause he say I ride real good Pop star, but I fuck him like I'm still hood Heard he wanna spend money on a red bitch Wanna see me do tricks with the next chick Anyway, boobs up and my ass out Somebody get a medic when he pass out Big Nicki in the game nigga Bricksquad, I ain't fucking with no lame nigga (ahhh) Dis dat part when I slow it down like this (ahhh) Somebody better get da bitch another round (ahhh) Fly as fuck I need a co-pilot When I come out it's a motherfucking ho riot Get it low, get it low Ge ge ge See you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low To the floor, to the floor, to the floor Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know Get it on, get it on, get it on When i get you home, get you home, get you home Put it on, put it on, put it on I'm put it on Put it on They your size, little waist don't match your thighs Say you're on my level but my level too high Looking in your eyes, don't look so surprised I know you ain't heard that, before Searching in the club and I just found one Pick up lines, I just dropped mine Single for the night, tryna double my fun So whats up, to the bad bitch In the corner, with her ass big And her hair long, I'mma grab it She call me daddy, but I'm a bastard Like, I ain't tryna be horse & carriage Or tryna take care of you, so put your bad habit I just wanna smash it, smash it Pass it, show you where the cash is, cash is But first lemme see you... Get it low, get it low Ge ge ge See you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low To the floor, to the floor, to the floor Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know Get it on, get it on, get it on When i get you home, get you home, get you home Put it on, put it on, put it on I'm put it on Put it on You be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), you'll be like (ooh ooh) I'll be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), I'll be on top of (ooh ooh) Get it low, get it low Ge ge ge See you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low To the floor, to the floor, to the floor Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know Get it on, get it on, get it on When i get you home, get you home, get you home Put it on, put it on, put it on I'm put it on Put it on You be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), you'll be like (ooh ooh) I'll be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), I'll be on top of (ooh ooh) Get it low To the floor Let me know Don't watch Get it low Get you home Put it on Put it on

Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants & The Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. I ain't never seen nuthin' that'll make me go This crazy all night spendin' my dough Had a million dollar vibe & a bottle to go Them birthday cakes, they stole the show So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin' X & O 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 I'm a 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... Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants & The Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Hey Shawty what I gotta do to get you home My jeans full of gwap And they ready for Shones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan. 1 stack, come on 2 stacks, come on 3 stacks, come on, now that's 3 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 & 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 pornography poster She showed her... Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants & The Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Whoa Shawty Yea she was worth the money Lil' mama took my cash & I ain't want it back The way she bit that rag Got her them paper stacks Tatto above her crack I had to handle that. I was on it, sexy woman, let me shonin' 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 & lock Had to break her off that gwap Gah it was fly just like my glock. Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low. Them baggy sweat pants & The Reeboks with the straps She turned around & gave that big booty a slap She hit the Flo Next thing you know Shawty got Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Low Come on