Step Up 2 The Streets Music Video "Low"

Apr 27, 2008 - [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 http://www.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 - 1 Comment

Greatest Teen Movies of All Time - Empire Records

May 23, 2008 - Empire Records is going to be turned into a Music Town! It's up to the wacky employees to figure out a way to raise enough money to help their boss Joe keep the store from changing hands. They also deal with problems, love, and a spoiled has-been rock star. - 3 Comments

FLO-RIDA "Low" Feat T-pain

Apr 18, 2008 - [Intro - T-Pain] Mmmmmmmm Let me talk to 'em Let me talk to 'em Mmmmmmm Let me talk to 'em C'mon! [Chorus (T-Pain):] 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 got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low [Flo-Rida] I ain't never seen something that'll make me go This crazy all night spending my doe Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go Them birthday cakes they stole the show So sexual She was flexible professional Drinking X&O Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? Whoa Did her thing seen shawty get low Ain't the same when it's up that close Make it rain I'm making it snow Work the pole I gotta bang bro I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes I'm in to that I love women exposed She threw it back at me I gave her mo Cash ain't a problem I know where it go [Chorus (T-Pain)] [Flo-Rida] Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home My jeans filled with guap and they're ready for showing Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown Patron 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 playing baby girl I'm the man I'm dealing rubberbands That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders I knew it was over That heny and Cola got me like a soldier She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her So lucky on me I was just like clover Shawty was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her Like a pornography poster She showed her [Chorus (T-Pain)] [Flo-Rida] Whoa shawty yeah she was worth the money Little mama took my cash And I ain't want it back The way she bent that back Got all them paper stacks Tattoo above her crack I had to handle that I was zoned in sexy woman Let me show it make me want it Two in the morning I'm zoned in Them rosee bottles foaming She wouldn't stop Made it drop Shawty dipped that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Gal was fine just like my glock [Chorus (T-Pain)] - 1 Comment