顶级震撼重鼓 (0.8) - 梦里我们相爱

原曲：Low (低点) - Flo Rida/T-Pain

Lyrics by：C. Harris/D. Siegel/Dan Balan/J. Scheffer/J. Smith/K.V. Washington/Makeba

Composed by：C. Harris/D. Siegel/Dan Balan/J. Scheffer/J. Smith/K.V. Washington/M. Humphrey/Makeba/T. Dillard/T. Pain

Let it rain

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Let me talk to 'em come on

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

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

Them 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 see 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 mo'

Cash ain't no problem I know where it goes

She 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

Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home

My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones

Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy groan

Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack c'mon two stacks c'mon

Three stacks c'mon now that's three 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 over 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

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