T pain - apple bottom jeans (low) Chords

[Eb] [B] Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on.
Mmm, seen the lemons.
[Eb] I love seeing the lemons on the rue.
[N] Be right.
Yeah.
Uh uh.
[B] Uhmm that's how [Ab] it's done.
Come [Eb] on.
Try to have your upper bottom jeans.
Team boots, with the fur.
With the fur.
The whole club is looking [Ebm] at her.
[Ab] She hit [B] the floor.
She hit the floor.
Links on [Bbm] your nose.
All they got, look at, look at
Look at, [F] look at, look [Ebm] at the look.
At the look.
The bag of [Abm] snack pans and the Reeboks with [Ebm] the straps
[Abm] Turned around and gave that big booty [Eb] a slap
He hit [F] the floor, next thing you know
Sona [Ebm] got the low, low, low, low, [Eb] low, low, low
I ain't never [F] seen none that'll make me go this [Eb] crazy
I'm like Spiderman though, had a million [E] dollar vibe and about it [Gb] to go
Them [Eb] birthday cakes they stole to show, so [Abm] sexual
She was flexible, professional, gigantixinal
Hold up, wait a minute, do I [Ebm] see what I think I want?
Did a thing, I see, should it get low?
Ain't the same when it's up that glow
Pick the rain, I'm making it snow
Look the [Abm] pole, I got the [Eb] big bro
I'mma say that I prefer them [F] no clothes
I'm into that olive woman [Eb] exposed
He threw it back at me, I gave him more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes
She had them apple bottom [Ebm] jeans, boots with the fur
The whole club [Eb] was looking at her
[B] She hit the floor, next thing you know
Sona [Ebm] got the low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggage bags, [Abm] hands in [Ebm] the rebox with the straps
When [Abm] you're riding dead, I pick booty to [Eb] slap
She hit the [Abm] floor, [Ebm] next thing you know
Sona got the low, low, low, low, low, low
Ready what I [Ab] gotta do to get you home
My booze full of [Ebm] guap and they ready for shows
Got a laxmi [Fm] box for the sexy [Ebm] grown
Put prone on the rocks, gotta make your [F] moan
One stack, come [Gm] on
Two stacks, come on
Three stacks, come [Ebm] on
Now that's three grand, what you think I'm [Abm] playing?
Baby girl, I'm the [Ebm] man, I ain't just a rubber band
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 [F] over
I couldn't control her, so hooky on [Ebm] me
I was just like a clover
Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry, but I had to fold her
[F] Like a pornography poster, she [B] showed her
Apple bottom [Cm] jeans, [Ebm] boots with the fur
The [Eb] whole club was looking at her
She hit the [Ab] floor, next thing you [Db] know
Shorty got low, [Ebm] low, low, low, low, [Eb] low, low
Them baggy [Abm] sweatpants and the Reeboks with the [Eb] straps
Turned [Abm] around and gave that [Ebm] big booty a slap
She hit the [F] floor, next thing you [Ebm] know
Shorty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I was down it, [F] yeah she was worth the money
Your mama took my dad, and I ain't want it back
[Ebm] The way she bit that, [F] got her them papers
Tattooed [Eb] above her, I had to [Ab] handle
[F] I was down it, sexy woman, get me shone
And make me [Eb] want it, fool, in the morning
I'm zoning, them rose bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shorty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that clock
Yeah, I was fine just like McGlock
Apple bottom jeans, boots [Ebm] with the fur
[Eb] The whole club was looking at her
[Cm] She hit the floor, [B] next thing you know
Shorty got low, low, [Ebm] low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy [Abm] sweatpants and the [Ebm] Reeboks with the straps
[Abm] Turned around and gave that big [Ebm] booty a slap
She hit the floor, [F] next thing you know
[Ebm] Shorty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low
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