Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay (J-J-J-JR), replay Remember the first time we met? You was at the mall with your friend I was scared to approach ya, but then you came closer Hoping you would give me a chance Who would have ever knew That we would ever be more than friends? We're real worldwide, breaking all the rules She like a song played again and again like something off a poster (That girl) is a dime they say (That girl) is a gun to my holster And she's running through my mind all day, ayy Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay See you been all around the globe Not once did you leave my mind We talk on the phone, from night 'til the morn' Girl, you really changed my life Doing things I never do I'm in the kitchen cooking things she likes We're real worldwide, breaking all the rules Someday I wanna make you my wife like something off a poster (That girl) is a dime they say (hey) (That girl) is a gun to my holster And she's running through my mind all day, ayy Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (oh) Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay I can be your melody Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl, let's sing with me, ayy I can be your melody Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl, let's sing with me, ayy Na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na-na, na-na, na-naa Shawty got me singing Na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na-na, na-na, na-naa Now she got me singing Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (ayy) Shawty's like a melody (like a melody) in my head That I can't keep out, got me singing like (hey, ayy) "Na-na-na-na", every day It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay
Hmm-mm-mm-mm Let me talk to 'em Let me talk to 'em Let it rain Hmm-mm-mm-mm Let me talk to 'em C'mon! 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 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 her thing, I seen 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 more Cash ain't a problem I know where it go She 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 Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home My jeans full of guap and they're ready for shones Cadillacs, Maybach for the sexy groan 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'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 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 Whoa, shawty, yeah, she was worth the money Lil' 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 on it, sexy woman Let me show it make me want it Two in the morning I'm zonin' Them Rosé bottles foamin' She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Girl was fine just like my Glock 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 C'mon
