"Low" as written by Montay Humphrey, Korey Roberson, Howard Simmons, Tramar Dillard and Faheem Najm....
[Chorus:]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reebok's with the straps (the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (a smack)
She hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

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
Dem 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 seen 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 more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes

[Chorus]

Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap and they ready for stones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on)
Two stacks (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)
What you think I'm playin' baby girl
I'm the man, I'll ain't dealin' rubber bands
That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, 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

[Chorus]

Whoa shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash, and I ain't want it back
The way she bit that rag, got her them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack, I had to handle that
I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin'
They be want it two in the mornin'
I'm zonin' in them rosay bottles foamin'
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
shawty did that pop and lock, had to break her off that gwap
Gal was fly just like my glock

[Chorus]

C'mon


Lyrics submitted by bobbiealison

"Low" as written by Keith Anderson, Brian Mccomas, Jordan Mcgraw, Aaron Benward, Justin / Siegel

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentAnother rap song about sex... any surprise there? Is it just me, or does every rap song sound the same, and are about the same things?

    Why do girls listen to songs like this? These songs do not respect women in any way. If we all treated women like this, we would have to go through women's rights all over again. Women who listen to this are hypocrates in my eyes.

    If songs like this are mainstream and "fuckin badass!!" Then this world is messed up.

    This takes no talent to make. In a band there is a drum beat, a base line, a lead guitar, sometimes a rhythm guitar, and a SINGER. And usually when a band has a rhythm guitar, the singer has it, so they have to be especially talented to sing and play the guitar at the same time.

    However in this, there is a baseline, and one or two guys "rapping" about how they want to have sex with some girl they just met at a club.

    When they rap, they do two or three different notes, then to mix it up, they rap lower, for like 2 beats, during the chorus so you don't realize that the rest of the song is the same. That just gets repetative and annoying. That's the only reason it gets stuck in your head.

    My opinion: I hate this song. Yeah, there's a hater on the first page.
    4.Ever and a dayon January 06, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentLove the beat...hate the fact that this is just about the girls body. >>
    InnocentSanctuaryon February 19, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General Commenti still have no idea what apple bottom jeans are, but it's good to see that someone can still get a charting single using nothing more than a rhyming dictionary and some garbled nonsense. don't get me wrong, i know this post is pretty negi but i do think it's a great tune, i love a dance to a sweet beat as much as the next boy. i just think it doesn't really need any lyrics, he might as well just make some cool noises or something, random animal sounds or try his hand at some east coast beatboxing, make it up as he goes along so it's different each time they perform it. i'm assuming they perform? i don't know. i have no idea. everyone seems to run to backing tracks these days. sigh.

    as an example; i'm whining on about such poetic and moving stanzas as:

    "That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
    I knew it was ova, that Henny and 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"

    and

    "I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
    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 and lock,
    Had to break her off that gwap
    Gah it was fly just like my glock"

    seriously. what? did you just get a list of words that rhymed and try to make a story from them? no disrespect, but true MC's develop their command of the english (lol, american) language to such a point that they can take exactly what they want to say and flow it to a beat with rhyme; syntax and meaning remaining intact. this language we share lends itself perfectly to the art of musical poetry because it just has so many damn synonyms. it's overkill, so make the most of it. read a book. learn some new words. use them.

    perhaps this was a bad song to pick for my bitching but it's such a great example of the complete lack of lyrical integrity in pop music these days. i'll admit that yellow submarine made no sense to me either but at least it meant something to the beatles when they wrote it. this song bears literally no meaningful merit beyond that of a cheap candy fix after school, albeit eaten on the way to some pseudomacho gunfight in the bronx. except you're from florida where everyone is either dying or dead (yeh, i've seen cocoon)

    and props to gollygee for having just discovered the internet. i agree with you completely my friend but you'll soon learn that arguing a point like that on a forum is utterly pointless, because the web is mostly populated by impudent morons convinced that their own super-opinion is the gospel version of reality with no room for doubt or question, a watertight and verbatim facsimile of the shattering word of god himself.

    who, by the way, also runs to a backing track these days. sigh.
    radiatingeyeson April 21, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThis song is a little thing I like to call crappy hip hop. Girls who like this song tend to not hear the lyrics just the "cool" beat if they happen to listen to the lyrics they would see how demeaning it is to women. Guys who like the song tend to like the idea of women as sex objects. Sigh. There are too many of these songs. PUNK CABARET IS FREEDOM!!
    Sweenys_waitingon July 11, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentummm how about the lyrics??? not the ones u remember....
    americaneaglechickon October 12, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentFucking pimp song, but this guy posts the intro + chorus?
    ^exeF.on November 03, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentim pretty sure its shawty not shortie
    peaceboneon November 04, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentsoo g
    CompanyCallson November 18, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI love this song, but you totally missed some of the lyrics like you didn't even post part of the lyrics at the end. Plus it's shawty not shorty.
    kittygurluvsyaon December 02, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis should be the lyrics:

    [Chorus:]
    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

    [Verse 1:]
    I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go,
    This crazy all night spendin my dough
    Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
    Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
    So sexual, she was flexible
    Professional, drinkin X and ooo
    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
    Imma 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

    [Chorus:]
    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

    [Verse 2:]
    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

    One stack (come on)
    Two stacks (come on)
    Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)
    [ Low lyrics found on completealbumlyrics.com ]
    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 and 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

    [Chorus:]
    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

    [Verse 3:]
    Whoa
    Shawty
    Yea she was worth the money
    Lil mama took my cash,
    And I ain't want it back,
    The way she bit that rag,
    Got her them paper stacks,
    Tattoo Above her crack,
    I had to handle that,

    I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
    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 and lock,
    Had to break her off that gwap
    Gah it was fly just like my glock

    [Chorus:]
    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

    C'mon
    kittygurluvsyaon December 02, 2007   Link

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