Shawty Had Them Apple Bottom Jeans Lyrics


Shawty Had Them Apple Bottom Jeans Lyrics By Rida ft. T-Pain. Tiktok Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was looking at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know.

Shawty Had Them Apple Bottom Jeans Lyrics

MmmmmmmmLet me talk to ’emLet me talk to ’emLet it rainMmmmmmmLet me talk to ’emC’mon!

Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok’s with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big bo^^y a smack (hey)She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

I ain’t never seen nothing that’ll make me goThis crazy all night spending my doughHad a million dollar vibe and a bottle to goThem birthday cakes they stole the showSo s^^ualShe was flexible professionalDrinking X&OHold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? WhoaDid I think I see shawty get low?Ain’t the same when it’s up that closeMake it rain I’m making it snowWork the pole I got the bank rollI’mma say that I prefer them no clothesI’m into that I love women exposedShe threw it back at me I gave her moreCash ain’t no problem I know where it goesShe had them

Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok’s with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big bo^^y a smack (hey)She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you homeMy jeans full of guap and they’re ready for shonesCadillacs Maybachs for the s^^y grownPatron on the rocks that’ll make you moanOne stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)Now that’s three grandWhat you think I’m playing, baby girl, I’m the manI’ll bend the rubber bandsThat’s what I told herHer legs on my shoulderI knew it was overThat Henny and Cola got me like a soldierShe ready for Rover, I couldn’t control herSo lucky on me I was just like a cloverShawty was hot like a toasterSorry but I had to fold herLike a pornography posterShe showed her

Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok’s with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big bo^^y a smack (hey)She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Whoa, shawty, yeah, she was worth the moneyLittle mama took my cashAnd I ain’t want it backThe way she bent that backGot her them paper stacksTattoo above her crackI had to handle thatI was on it, s^^y womanLet me showing and made me want itTwo in the morning I’m zoningAnd them Rosé bottles foamingShe wouldn’t stopMade it dropShawty did that pop and lockHad to break her off that guapGal was fly just like my Glock

Apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok’s with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big bo^^y a smack (hey)She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

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