Low
Am - G
- F - G (2x)
Am G
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans,
boots with the fur,
F
G
the
whole club was lookin' at her.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
Them baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps,
F G
she
turned around and gave that big booty a smack.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am
G
1. I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go,
F
this
crazy all night, spendin' my dough.
G
Had a million dollar vibe and
a bottle to go,
Am
them
birthday cakes, they stole the show.
G
So sexual, she was flexible,
F
professional,
drinkin' X and O.
G
Hold up, wait a minute, do I
see what I think I, whoa ?
Am
2. Did I think I see shawty get low ?
G
Ain't
the same when it's up that close,
F
make
it rain, I'm makin' it snow,
G
work
the pole, I got the bank roll.
Am
I'ma
say that I prefer them no clothes,
G
I'm into that, I love women
exposed.
F
She threw it back at me, I
gave her mo',
G
cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes.
Am G
She had them Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur,
F G
the
whole club was lookin' at her.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
Them baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps,
F G
she
turned around and gave that big booty a smack.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
3. Hey, shawty, what I gotta
do to get you home ?
F
My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones.
G
Cadillacs,
Maybachs for the sexy groan,
Am
Patron
on the rocks that'll make you moan.
G
One stack, c'mon, two stacks,
c'mon,
F
three
stacks, c'mon, now that's three grand !
What, you think I'm playin', baby girl ?
G
I'm the man,
I'll bend the rubber bands.
Am
4. That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder,
G
I knew it was over, that Henny and Cola
F
got
me like a solider, she ready for Rover.
G
I couldn't control her.
Am
So lucky, oh, me, I was just
like a clover,
G
shawty was hot like a toaster.
F
Sorry but I had to fold her
G
like
a pornography poster.
Am G
She showed her Apple Bottom jeans, boots with the fur,
F G
the
whole club was lookin' at her.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
Them baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps,
F
G
she
turned around and gave that big booty a smack.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
5. Whoa, shawty ! Yeah, she was worth the money.
F G
Lil' mama took my cash, and I ain't want it back.
Am G
The way she
bent that back, got her them paper stacks.
F
G
Tattoo above her crack, I had
to handle that.
Am G
6. I was on it, sexy woman, let me showin' and
made me want it,
F G
two
in the mornin', I'm zonin',
and them Rosay bottles foamin'.
Am G
She wouldn't stop, made it
drop, shawty did that pop and lock.
F G
Had to break her off that guap, gal was fly just like my Glock.
Am G
Apple Bottom jeans, boots with
the fur,
F G
the
whole club was lookin' at her.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
Am G
Them baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps,
F
G
she
turned around and gave that big booty a smack.
Am - G
She hit the flo', next
thing you know,
F E - Am
Shawty got
low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low.
(orig. = capo 6th) (Flo Rida)