Capo: 1 Tuning: G C E A

[Intro] Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em let it rain A|----------0-1-0-0-0-0-----------------------0-1-0-0-0-0-----------| E|----------------------3-3-3-1-1-------------------------3-3-3-1-1-| C|-2-2-2-2-2-------------------------2-2-2-2-2----------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------| Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Let me talk to 'em come on A|----------0-1-0-0-0-0-----------------------0-1-0-0-0-0-----------| E|----------------------3-3-3-1-1-------------------------3-3-3-1-1-| C|-2-2-2-2-2-------------------------2-2-2-2-2----------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------| [Chorus]

^DmShawty had them Apple Bottom jeans ^CBoots with the fur (With the fur) ^A#The whole club was ^Alookin' at her ^DmShe hit the flo' (She hit the flo'),^C next thing you know ^A#Shawty got low-low-low-low-^Alow-low-low-low ^DmThem baggy sweat pants ^CAnd the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) ^A#She turned around and gave tha^At big booty a smack (Ayy) ^DmShe hit the flo' (She hit the flo'),^C next thing you know ^A#Shawty got low-low-low-low-^Alow-low-low-low

[Verse 1]

^DmI ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go ^CThis crazy all night spendin' my dough ^A#Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go ^AThem birthday cakes they stole the show ^DmSo sexual, she was flexible ^CProfessional, drinkin' X and O ^A#Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa ^ADid I think I see shawty get low? ^DmAin't the same when it's up that close ^CMake it rain, I'm makin' it snow ^A#Work the pole, I got the bank roll ^AI'ma say that I prefer them no clothes ^DmI'm into that, I love women exposed ^CShe threw it back at me, I gave her mo' ^A#Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes

N.C.

She had them

[Chorus]

^DmApple Bottom jeans ^CBoots with the fur (With the fur) ^A#The whole club was ^Alookin' at her ^DmShe hit the flo' (She hit the flo'),^C next thing you know ^A#Shawty got low-low-low-low-^Alow-low-low-low ^DmThem baggy sweat pants ^CAnd the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps) ^A#She turned around and gave tha^At big booty a smack (Ayy) ^DmShe hit the flo' (She hit the flo'),^C next thing you know ^A#Shawty got low-low-low-low-^Alow-low-low-low

[Verse 2]

^DmHey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home? ^CMy jeans full of guap and they ready for shones ^A#Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan ^APatron on the rocks that'll make you moan ^DmOne stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon ^CThree stacks c'mon, now that's three grand ^A#What, you think I'm playin', baby girl? ^AI'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands ^DmThat's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder ^CI knew it was over, that Henny and Cola ^A#Got me like a solider, she ready for Rover ^AI couldn't control her ^DmSo lucky oh me, I was just like a clover ^CShawty was hot like a toaster ^A#Sorry but I had to fold her ^ALike a pornography poster, she showed her

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

^DmWhoa, shawty ^CYeah she was worth the money ^A#Lil' mama took my cash ^AAnd I ain't want it back ^DmThe way she bent that back ^CGot her them paper stacks ^A#Tattoo above her crack ^AI had to handle that ^DmI was on it, sexy woman ^CLet me showin' and made me want it ^A#Two in the mornin', I'm zonin' ^AAnd them Rosay bottles foamin' ^DmShe wouldn't stop, made it drop ^CShawty did that pop and lock ^A#Had to break her off that guap ^AGal was fly just like my Glock

[Chorus]

Flo Rida - Low