Flo Rida – Low (Ukulele Intro Tab)

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[Intro] Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em let it rain
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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
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E|----------------------3-3-3-1-1-------------------------3-3-3-1-1-|
C|-2-2-2-2-2-------------------------2-2-2-2-2----------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------|
[Chorus]
Dm
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans

C
Boots with the fur (With the fur)

A#                 A
The whole club was lookin' at her

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Dm
Them baggy sweat pants

C
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

A#                            A
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy)

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
[Verse 1]
Dm
I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go

C
This crazy all night spendin' my dough

A#
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go

A
Them birthday cakes they stole the show

Dm
So sexual, she was flexible

C
Professional, drinkin' X and O

A#
Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa

A
Did I think I see shawty get low?

Dm
Ain't the same when it's up that close

C
Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow

A#
Work the pole, I got the bank roll

A
I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes

Dm
I'm into that, I love women exposed

C
She 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]
Dm
Apple Bottom jeans

C
Boots with the fur (With the fur)

A#                 A
The whole club was lookin' at her

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Dm
Them baggy sweat pants

C
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

A#                            A
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy)

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
[Verse 2]
Dm
Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?

C
My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones

A#
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan

A
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan

Dm
One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon

C
Three stacks c'mon, now that's three grand

A#
What, you think I'm playin', baby girl?

A
I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands

Dm
That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder

C
I knew it was over, that Henny and Cola

A#
Got me like a solider, she ready for Rover

A
I couldn't control her

Dm
So lucky oh me, I was just like a clover

C
Shawty was hot like a toaster

A#
Sorry but I had to fold her

A
Like a pornography poster, she showed her
[Chorus]
Dm
Apple Bottom jeans

C
Boots with the fur (With the fur)

A#                 A
The whole club was lookin' at her

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Dm
Them baggy sweat pants

C
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

A#                            A
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy)

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
[Verse 3]
Dm
Whoa, shawty

C
Yeah she was worth the money

A#
Lil' mama took my cash

A
And I ain't want it back

Dm
The way she bent that back

C
Got her them paper stacks

A#
Tattoo above her crack

A
I had to handle that

Dm
I was on it, sexy woman

C
Let me showin' and made me want it

A#
Two in the mornin', I'm zonin'

A
And them Rosay bottles foamin'

Dm
She wouldn't stop, made it drop

C
Shawty did that pop and lock

A#
Had to break her off that guap

A
Gal was fly just like my Glock
[Chorus]
Dm
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans

C
Boots with the fur (With the fur)

A#                 A
The whole club was lookin' at her

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Dm
Them baggy sweat pants

C
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

A#                            A
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy)

Dm                                  C
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know

A#                         A
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low