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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly, let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack ack like you know Ack like you know, ack ack like you know Ayyy my whole squad iced out, my nigga so Trill my nigga so trill ack like you know Ack ack like you know, ack like you know Ack ack like you know Why ask a question that already got an answer End of discussion, meet the polar bears you pandas Rubberbands bonanzas when I'm in the lands of 20 grand You stand up make you understand us I'm sorry if you ain't got your stacks up Tell yo click, to patch up that envy to get you patched up Ya'll ain't ready for this But she ain't think she ready to spit I ain't just tellin you shit peep that thing on my wrist, Flo Rida Franchize I'm like the pizza man all about cheese for the doors Raise yo hand mobile ain't local ghetto nigga I ain't posisle stuntin' hard |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly, let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack ack like you know Ack like you know, ack ack like you know Ayyy my whole squad iced out, my nigga so Trill my nigga so trill ack like you know Ack ack like you know, ack like you know Ack ack like you know Why ask a question that already got an answer End of discussion, meet the polar bears you pandas Rubberbands bonanzas when I'm in the lands of 20 grand You stand up make you understand us I'm sorry if you ain't got your stacks up Tell yo click, to patch up that envy to get you patched up Ya'll ain't ready for this But she ain't think she ready to spit I ain't just tellin you shit peep that thing on my wrist, Flo Rida Franchize I'm like the pizza man all about cheese for the doors Raise yo hand mobile ain't local ghetto nigga I ain't posisle stuntin' hard |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
(Lil Wayne)
Look at me bitch Look at me bitch Look at me bitch American superstar.. Be an American Superstar, they're rich: (Flo-Rida) I got guns for the snitches Roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip paparazzi takin pictures (Lil Wayne) I got guns for the snitches And roses for the bitches Hoppin out the whip paparazzi takin pictures x2 Heavy metal when i'm ballin ? got an appetite for destruction you can call me axel ask me bout what a n##### done done ask me bout what a n##### do will? ask me bout where the bricks come from that's what a snitch n##### do that tell i don't want nothin to do with that bill? if it's selected i'm bringin them shells only position for me is a player that's right playa better get it right playa ...emergency ...i'm blowin my trees come on my nerve, no regular me no somebody shorty with me on my knees i'm ready if it's a problem she sexy flo-rida holla come test me get that .. get messy just like a mobster my broads deserve lobster ...deserve choppas you serve like jimmy hopper american showstopper (chorus) x2 (Lil Wayne) Young moolah baby I got money on money on money on money on top of more money on top of my shit like flies open that ferrari f 5 like eyes up and down ocean drive jumpin up out that maybach with a bitch way back to tease them thighs she got a tattoo on her booty and it say 305 DJ Khaled say it's a movie now don't forget your lines, Cause you dont want me to edit before we roll the credits bitch give me my credit i'm so energetic i'm f**kin like a rabbit smokin on lettuce whatever i want i get it i meant it if i said it and i say i keep it pumpin i aint talkin unletted if you want it come get it cause boy i'm ready i get that fast fetty they should call me tom petty got two bitches one peanut butter one jelly i'm a american gangster already (chorus) x2 (Lil Wayne) I'm an american superstar yeahhhh. I'm an american superstar yeahhh. baby I'm an american superstar hahaha |
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from Flo Rida - R.o.o.t.s. (2009)
(Flo Rida)
Its the time, its the right time Its the time, yo its the perfect time Yo, its the time, its the right time Its the time, baby baby baby I`m a single man Now lets go out and hit the town and start the minglin I`ll bag the baddest girl around and get her gigglin I`ll take her out onto the floor and get her wigglin Cuz I aint got no girlfriend, got no obligation Baby, I`m a single man...thats my situation Let me put your number in my iPhone, baby And when I call ya later, maybe I can see ya, lady (Akon) I`m finally free and I`ma get right tonight I`m finally free and I`ma get right tonight I`m so available, I`m so available So come and get me (Flo Rida) If you a single girl Up in the club lookin for love then come and bring it, girl This is the song, now turn it up and come and sing it, girl And if your man blow up your phone, turn off your ringer, girl Turn off your ringer Cuz I aint got no girlfriend, you aint got one either If you got a girlfriend, baby wont you bring her If you got a ex, leave your ex at home And if he instant message, throw away your cell phone (Akon) I`m finally free and I`ma get right tonight I`m finally free and I`ma get right tonight I`m so available, I`m so available So come and get me |
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from Alexandra Burke - Overcome (2009)
Flo Rida
Alexandra Girl I know what you like Oh oh Hey yeah Some people call them players But I'm far from terrified Cos somehow I'm drawn to danger And have been all of my life It feels my heart's divided Half way 'tween wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Oooooh bad boys Some think it's complicated But they're straight up fun for me I don't need no explanation It's nothing more than what you see here My heart still feels divided Halfway 'tween wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah the Bad Boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye I know you want me shawty cos I'm a bad boy Hey shawty can't help it she so so addicted to them rougher fellas With even the alphabet she only sings the crooked letters Let mamma take all the risks For that chemistry she like them tougher than leather By any means necessary girl She likes them ruthless that's my world It's not the news it's what I heard To get them more the merrier It's not a big surprise I know them bad boys catch your eyes Look at her walk when I go in disguise You'll have them shawty don't worry you fly Yeah the Bad Boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Yeah the Bad Boys are always spinning my mind I said the Bad Boys are always catching my eye Bad boys bad boys |
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from Alexandra Burke - Bad Boys [single] (2009)
Alexandra, girl, I know what you like
Some people call them players But I'm far from terrified "Cause somehow I'm drawn to danger And have been all of my life It feels my heart's divided Half way between wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spining my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Ooh, bad boys Sone think It's conplicated But they're straight up fun for me I don't need no explanation It's nothing more than what you see here My heart still feels dibided Halfway between wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always apining my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye I know you want me shawty 'cause I'm a (bad boy) Hey s-shawty cant help it she so, so Addicted to them rougher fellas With even the alphabet She only sings the crooked letters Let mama take all the risks For that chemistry, she like them tougher than leather Not even the paws, it's more like a mama bee Out lost that's on the reg'lar By any mean necessary girl She likes them ruthless, that's my world It's not the news it's what I heard To get them more the merrier It's not a big surprise I know them bad boys catch your eyes Look at her walk shawty, don't worry you fly Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind Even though I know they;re no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Yeah, the bad boys are always cpinning my mind I said the bad boyhs are always catching my eye Bad boys, bad boys |
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from Alexandra Burke 1집 - Overcome [Deluxe Edition] (2010)
Alexandra, girl, I know what you like
Some people call them players But I'm far from terrified "Cause somehow I'm drawn to danger And have been all of my life It feels my heart's divided Half way between wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spining my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Ooh, bad boys Sone think It's conplicated But they're straight up fun for me I don't need no explanation It's nothing more than what you see here My heart still feels dibided Halfway between wrong and right I know I'm playing with fire But I don't know why Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always apining my mind Even though I know they're no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye I know you want me shawty 'cause I'm a (bad boy) Hey s-shawty cant help it she so, so Addicted to them rougher fellas With even the alphabet She only sings the crooked letters Let mama take all the risks For that chemistry, she like them tougher than leather Not even the paws, it's more like a mama bee Out lost that's on the reg'lar By any mean necessary girl She likes them ruthless, that's my world It's not the news it's what I heard To get them more the merrier It's not a big surprise I know them bad boys catch your eyes Look at her walk shawty, don't worry you fly Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind Even though I know they;re no good for me It's the risk I take for the chemistry With the bad boys always catching my eye Yeah, the bad boys are always cpinning my mind I said the bad boyhs are always catching my eye Bad boys, bad boys |
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from Flo Rida - R.o.o.t.s. (2009)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh yeah yeah yeah
(Ne-Yo) I said excuse me little mama if I may Take this thought and send it your way And if you don’t like that, then send it right back, But I just gotta say I wanna be on you (on you) I wanna be on you (on you) And if you don’t like that, then send it right back But I just gotta say, I just gotta say (Flo Rida) Hey, shawty with no limits, that’s what I need all the time, I’m wit with with it, she with it, she not sure she put it down Come get get get it, the business, I hi hit it, whose is it The Benz with the windows tinted, oh I get dirty south Showning, like them grown men, goose patrongen Let let me go in, sexy moanin, ca catch me jonesin Let no not ever with this lil mama off schedule Got me achy, call me papi, hottest I be fly as feathers But but bout that, sh shawty housed that you you got that prowl cat I wanna pop it like ecstasy, pretty face and all that But what I look for, this gal is hood core But that is outdoors Deserve an encore, the definition of a shone (Ne-Yo) I said excuse me little mama if I may Take this thought and send it your way And if you don’t like that, then send it right back But I just gotta say I wanna be on you (on you) I wanna be on you (on you) And if you don’t like that, then send it right back But I just gotta say, I just gotta say (Flo Rida) Hey, I’m feeling you girl, wanna get close to you, no doubt My sister swagger should tell it more than anything can vouch Little mama you are what’s inside ghetto Fine I’ll make you proud So stuntalicious, I love it, lets at least work something out Miss thing, million dollar game, coke bottle frame Make my wall of fame let me know your name I control the rain I could make it better, matter of fact I make it weather, stormy weather with this cheddar All because you hot as ever if you may lady, let me play baby, make my way baby, You won’t like it, send it back and its okay baby You’s a keeper, touch of diva, give me a fever If I could freak ya, give |
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from Step Up 3D [single, ost] (2010)
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) (Haha! Can't nothin' handle me right now!) (I see you D. Guetta... Lets get 'em!) Hey! I own the light and I don't need no help! Gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt Stuntin go wild, can't handle this plan! Life of the club, arrogant like yeah! Top like money, so the girls just melt One too many, all know me like twelve Look like cash and they all just stare Bottles, models, standin' on chairs! Fall out 'cause that's the business All out, it's so ridic-lous Zone out, so much attention Scream out, I'm in the building (hey!) They watchin', I know this! I'm rockin', I'm rolling! I'm holding, I know it! You know it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) Hey! Still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control Can't stop now, more shots, let's go! Ten more rounds, can I get a Kato? Paparazzi trying to make me pose Came to party till I can't no more Celebrate, 'cause that's all I know! Tip the groupies takin' off their clothes Grand finale like super bowl Go, hard! I run the show That's right, wild, I've got money to blow More lights, more ice, when I walk in the door No hype, do it big all over the globe Yeah! I said it! Go tell it! Confetti! Who ready? I'm ready! You ready? Lets get it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You got me watchin' now (yeah!) Got my attention now (yeah!) Got everybody in the club wanting to know now I am a ladies man Come and be my lady and We can both zone out! Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere I'll take you outta the club and up in my new lim' Fly you around the world (What)'chu want, baby girl? Are you ready to go now You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo, putch'yo hands up!) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Let's celebrate now!!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You know who shut it down |
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from Step Up 3D (스텝 업 3D) [ost] (2010)
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) (Haha! Can't nothin' handle me right now!) (I see you D. Guetta... Lets get 'em!) Hey! I own the light and I don't need no help! Gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt Stuntin go wild, can't handle this plan! Life of the club, arrogant like yeah! Top like money, so the girls just melt One too many, all know me like twelve Look like cash and they all just stare Bottles, models, standin' on chairs! Fall out 'cause that's the business All out, it's so ridic-lous Zone out, so much attention Scream out, I'm in the building (hey!) They watchin', I know this! I'm rockin', I'm rolling! I'm holding, I know it! You know it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) Hey! Still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control Can't stop now, more shots, let's go! Ten more rounds, can I get a Kato? Paparazzi trying to make me pose Came to party till I can't no more Celebrate, 'cause that's all I know! Tip the groupies takin' off their clothes Grand finale like super bowl Go, hard! I run the show That's right, wild, I've got money to blow More lights, more ice, when I walk in the door No hype, do it big all over the globe Yeah! I said it! Go tell it! Confetti! Who ready? I'm ready! You ready? Lets get it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You got me watchin' now (yeah!) Got my attention now (yeah!) Got everybody in the club wanting to know now I am a ladies man Come and be my lady and We can both zone out! Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere I'll take you outta the club and up in my new lim' Fly you around the world (What)'chu want, baby girl? Are you ready to go now You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo, putch'yo hands up!) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Let's celebrate now!!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You know who shut it down |
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from Flo Rida 3집 - Only One Flo [Part 1] (2010)
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) (Haha! Can't nothin' handle me right now!) (I see you D. Guetta... Lets get 'em!) Hey! I own the light and I don't need no help! Gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt Stuntin go wild, can't handle this plan! Life of the club, arrogant like yeah! Top like money, so the girls just melt One too many, all know me like twelve Look like cash and they all just stare Bottles, models, standin' on chairs! Fall out 'cause that's the business All out, it's so ridic-lous Zone out, so much attention Scream out, I'm in the building (hey!) They watchin', I know this! I'm rockin', I'm rolling! I'm holding, I know it! You know it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah, yeah yeeaaaaah) Hey! Still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control Can't stop now, more shots, let's go! Ten more rounds, can I get a Kato? Paparazzi trying to make me pose Came to party till I can't no more Celebrate, 'cause that's all I know! Tip the groupies takin' off their clothes Grand finale like super bowl Go, hard! I run the show That's right, wild, I've got money to blow More lights, more ice, when I walk in the door No hype, do it big all over the globe Yeah! I said it! Go tell it! Confetti! Who ready? I'm ready! You ready? Lets get it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You got me watchin' now (yeah!) Got my attention now (yeah!) Got everybody in the club wanting to know now I am a ladies man Come and be my lady and We can both zone out! Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere I'll take you outta the club and up in my new lim' Fly you around the world (What)'chu want, baby girl? Are you ready to go now You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) The club can't even handle me right now (Putch'yo, putch'yo hands up!) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Let's celebrate now!!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) (Putch'yo hands up!) (Yeah, yeeaaaaah) You know who shut it down |
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from Flo Rida 3집 - Only One Flo [Part 1] (2010)
to moonn6pence from papayeverte(shootingstar)
I met a lot of women on the road, My pimping is world wide, And everybody knows, uh, But something about her, Makes me wanna slow it, Spend a little more time , I like that she has a mind on her, I gotta get her, Won't, stop till I got her, She focus, she go to school, She works from ten to two, he-yo, Cus shawty, Cus Shawty, Cus Shawty's fly, I can use someone like you by myside, As long as your a rida,rida, I can lowa you down, Or provider, vider, baby are you down, So you should get to know me, Little Mama, So tell me , what its gonna be, little mama, Hoppin on ride, In the passenger side, I'll show you just how to roll, Come kick with me tonight eh-yo, Dont be afraid, Everything is alright, Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-no She wanna come with me, Little mama wanna rock and see, What do we have here now, Now do you ride or die tonight?, She wanna come with me, Little mama, wanna run, quick see, What do we have here now, Now do you ride or die tonight? The perfect situation for us both, Cus shawty you want your ground, And I'm let cha handle mines boo, Just tell me whatcha need, and its a go, I love the fact that chu fine, some movie girl can we can drive-thru , Foot off the pedal, like you and the stilletos, Wanna make you the one, Get freaky under the sun, eh-yo, That body , that body ,that body right, We can get straight to business everynight, As long as you a rida, rida, I can lowa you down, Or provida, vida, Baby are you down? , So you should get to know me, Little mama, So tell me whats it gonna be, Little Mama, Hoppin on ride, In the passenger side, I'll show you just how to roll, Come kick with me tonight eh-yo, Dont be afraid, Everything is alright, Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-no She wanna come with me, Little mama wanna run quick see, What do we have here now, Now do you ride or die tonight?, She wanna come with me, Little mama, wanna run, quick see, What do we have here now, Now do you ride or die tonight? 가사입력 papayeverte |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
[Intro: Yung Joc]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce [Chorus 1: Yung Joc] I`m in the club Kush got it burning up I`m poppin` bottles and I`m fucking up their furniture I`m in the club, DJ gon` turn it up Got a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture [Chorus 2: Yung Joc] All my niggaz gettin money Don`t know how to act (x3) Dirty goons and we stuntin Don`t know how to act (x3) Got a whole lotta O Don`t know how to act (x3) Yeah my pockets on swoll Don`t know how to act (x3) [Flo Rida] Hey, wipin` my pumps, poppin` that Dom, pardon melange show stoppin`, no flockin`, I`m about to perform Wife beater on, VIP, like the eye of the storm I`m project, I`m ghetto, hood, better ring the alarm Cold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cash Blue with my swag, that`s that Gucci duffle bag Goops coming through I got sparklers on the mag Flo Rida act a fool, have a furniture attack Well cause I`m young gettin` money, homeboy in Phantoms and Lac`s I`m in the club with my King Johnny`s them diamonds is black Shorty she lovin` my tattoos ingrained on my back Muggin` and thuggin` the trap crew we step like Da Brat Married the rubberbands, hustlin`, hustlin` Got a squad gutter man, so we musclin`, musclin` Security guard, touch the clan, then we, tusslin`, tusslin` Tear apart, hit the fan, now they runnin` and duckin` [Chorus 1 + 2] [Flo Rida] Hey, 20 bottles or better I`m comin` in the club and I`m standin` on ya on the tootise leather I gotta be fly, Kid Rock-in that derby with the feather That good in the sky, got the kush from Cali control the weather So hood, so hot, so what? Security wanna ban my record Some fools on this ?? open up on the Oprah Winfrey show is no pressure My crew full of dubs and we stunt like dollaz come with propellars Everybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin` paper is pleasure Homie don`t you f`n with heffers that square me up like checkers And I might undress her all just because my diamonds caress her Meet uncle fester, ballin`, my shawties they hot as peppers Don`t know how to act I got stack full of mice looking for cheddar Down for whatever, hey! I`m a donut nigga like glazed On a couch like this my stage Get money, don`t get a nigga paid in Dade... They probably see minimum wage My deal is Ace of Spades, but I still like grape Kool-aid I ain`t really got minutes, I party just like hooray! [Chorus 1 + 2] [Chorus 1] |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me. Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me. Hey girl you're comin, ' come on... Talk to me girl, Let me tell you girl. Got you stuck on my elevator. Get it up. On my ehh o ehh oh. Hey My first flo stopped a gold diggin' woman Money cash flow all big faced hundreds Stuntin' on the pole got them d-boys running Shorty got both broke can't see what's comin' Wear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey Dolce and Gabbana and she get it from her mommy Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani See the carrots on her wrist now she pimps Bugs Bunny Used to date Kanye now she want me While I got my juice wanna take my OJ It ain't her birthday but her name on the cake If I ever play for booty grade A Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! My First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cuz. (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh She got her nails did, she got her hair did She got a Gucci bag, her brand new outfit Stuck on my elevator, she on the second floor Now I want you to break it down, DJ turn it up some more Hey, dime piece girl; True Religion, Ed Hardy Little mama twerk that top model body South Beach piece on the back of that Ducati I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cuz... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (Thie girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm Cut, take boy Hollyhood action Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone Tattoo type, bump the low ring tone Bending Ghetto booty, playing the ghetto booty on her. Roll up machilles don't smoke arizona One night stand one night with the clan One night, one time broke her off 10 grand. Project all the way gutta all day Shorty don't fake she'll put it in your face Three stories while them hood rats beg Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me. Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me. Hey girl you're comin, ' come on... Talk to me girl, Let me tell you girl. Got you stuck on my elevator. Get it up. On my ehh o ehh oh. Hey My first flo stopped a gold diggin' woman Money cash flow all big faced hundreds Stuntin' on the pole got them d-boys running Shorty got both broke can't see what's comin' Wear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey Dolce and Gabbana and she get it from her mommy Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani See the carrots on her wrist now she pimps Bugs Bunny Used to date Kanye now she want me While I got my juice wanna take my OJ It ain't her birthday but her name on the cake If I ever play for booty grade A Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! My First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cuz. (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh She got her nails did, she got her hair did She got a Gucci bag, her brand new outfit Stuck on my elevator, she on the second floor Now I want you to break it down, DJ turn it up some more Hey, dime piece girl; True Religion, Ed Hardy Little mama twerk that top model body South Beach piece on the back of that Ducati I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cuz... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (Thie girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm Cut, take boy Hollyhood action Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone Tattoo type, bump the low ring tone Bending Ghetto booty, playing the ghetto booty on her. Roll up machilles don't smoke arizona One night stand one night with the clan One night, one time broke her off 10 grand. Project all the way gutta all day Shorty don't fake she'll put it in your face Three stories while them hood rats beg Got you stuck on my On my elevator Get it up, on my elevator Check it out! First floor, stuck on the gold digger Second floor, stuck on the dime piece Third floor, stuck on the hood rat Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause... (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh |
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from Waka Flocka Flame 2집 - Triple F Life: Friends, Fans & Family [Deluxe Version] (2012)
Get it low, get it low
ge ge ge see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on Oooh, she's just my type (Flocka) Hair long and her eyes light Her smile shine like the sunlight One of a kind, baby momma type Friend muggin, she the hater type Waka Flocka, I'm the player type (Flex) Jewelry bright, winter white Champagne chilled on ice Hold up! Every bad bitch in the club to the dance floor Hands on your hips, get real low Throwing money, my M.O So slot me your info Let me know, what you doing tonight girl I ain't got time for no games I'm only here for tonight girl Lemme see you get low, low, low To the floor floor floor Grab your hips girl Fuck your man Gimme some more more more Let me see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on Ride for him Cause he say I ride real good Pop star, but I fuck him like I'm still hood Heard he wanna spend money on a red bitch Wanna see me do tricks with the next chick Anyway, boobs up and my ass out Somebody get a medic when he pass out Big Nicki in the game nigga Bricksquad, I ain't fucking with no lame nigga (ahhh) Dis dat part when I slow it down like this (ahhh) Somebody better get da bitch another round (ahhh) Fly as fuck I need a co-pilot When I come out it's a motherfucking ho riot Let me see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on They your size, little waist don't match your thighs Say you're on my level but my level too high Looking in your eyes, don't look so surprised I know you ain't heard that, before Searching in the club and I just found one Pick up lines, I just dropped mine Single for the night, tryna double my fun So whats up, to the bad bitch In the corner, with her ass big And her hair long, I'mma grab it She call me daddy, but I'm a bastard Like, I ain't tryna be horse & carriage Or tryna take care of you, so put your bad habit I just wanna smash it, smash it Pass it, show you where the cash is, cash is But first lemme see you... Let me see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on You be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), you'll be like (ooh ooh) I'll be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), I'll be on top of (ooh ooh) Let me see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on Let me see you get it low, get it low, get it low, get it low to the floor, to the floor, to the floor let me know, let me know, let me know, let me let me know .. get it on, get it on, get it on when I get you home, get you home, get you home put it on, put it on, put it on I’m put it on put it on You be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), you'll be like (ooh ooh) I'll be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me) I'll be on top of (you, you), I'll be on top of (ooh ooh) |
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| from Music From The Motion Picture Step Up 4 : Miami Heat (스텝업 4: 레볼루션) [ost] (2012) | |||||
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from Jennifer Lopez - Goin` In [single] (2012)
tonight feels like
we can do anything we like, oh tonight feels like the best night of my life i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, in in in in it’s ‘go’ time, press my button yeah blow the stage, grenade oh my, tonight we gon’ ring the tank, but metals no hold, there ain’t no stopping us tonight i’m with my crazy, she on a crazy, we on this crazy we are amazing tonight feels like we can do anything we like, oh tonight feels like the best night of my life i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, in in in in no hold, there ain’t no stopping us tonight i’m with my crazy, she on a crazy, we on this crazy we are amazing tonight feels like we can do anything we like, oh tonight feels like the best night of my life i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, in in in in tonight feels like tonight feels like the best night of my life i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in, i’m goin’ in i’m goin’ in, |
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from Flo Rida - Good Feeling [single] (2011)
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Yes I can, doubt that I leave, I'm running with this plan Pull me, grab me, crabs in the bucket can't have me I'll be the president one day January first, oh, you like that gossip Like you the one drinking that god sip dot com Now I gotta work with your tongue How many rolling stones you want Yeah I got a brand new spirit, Speak it and it's done Woke up on the side of the bed like I won Talk like a winner, my chest to that sub G5 dealer, US to Taiwan I hope you say that, I wanna play back Mama knew I was a needle in a hay stack A bugatti boy, plus maybach I got a feeling it's a wrap asap Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah The mountain top, walk on water I got power, feel so royal One second, I'ma strike oil Diamond, platinum, no more you Gotta drill a land, never giving in Giving up's not an option, gotta get it in Witness I got a heart of 20 men No fear go to sleep in the lion's den That flow, that funk that crown You looking at the king of the jungle now Stronger ever can't hold me down A hundred miles going from the picture smile Straight game face, it's game day See me running through the crowd full of melee No trick plays, I'm Bill Gates, take a genious to understand me Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah I get a feeling that I never never no never had before, no no I get a good feeling, yeah |
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from Flo Rida - Good Feeling [single, remix] (2011)
MF
세인이멋쟁 미안해 노리플라이 상처는 별이 되죠 커피소년 Dream Is Over 소규모 아카.. 곡 116 | 담기 5 | 추천 0 |
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from Jadyn Maria - Good Girls Like Bad Boys (2009)
You're not exactly the guy I can bring home to my mama but what she don't know won't hurt her You're so controlling so demanding like to take advantage of me But I don't mind no sir You get under my skin such a sweet sin Just like a disease that keeps on keeps on eating at me I know good and well you're good for nothin They say you don't deserve me but it really don't disturb me Why do all good girls like the bad boys one more doing thing I guess I'm back here again Tell me why the bad guys catches my eye I know that your a villian but I can't stop this feelin' what you wand good girls like the bad boys I know that you're a villian but I can't stop this feelin' no You're cocky and it's workin' show them domestic and it's perfect Must be something wrong with me I used to think that you was wrong but now I see how i was wrong because took control of me You get under my skin such a sweet sin Just like a disease that keeps on keeps on eating at me I know good and well you're good for nothing They say you don't deserve me but it really don't disturb me Why do all good girls like the bad boys one more doing are thing I guess I'm back here again Tell me why the girls eye catches my eye I know that your a villian but I can't stop this feelin' what you want good girls like the bad boys I know that you're a villian but I can't stop this feelin' no Why do all good girls like the bad boys like one more doing thing I guess I'm back here again Tell me why the bad guys catches my eye I know that your a villian but I can't stop this feelin' no What you want good girls like the bad boys I know that your a villian but I can't stop this feelin' no |
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from Flo Rida - R.o.o.t.s. (2009)
Gotta get that money
Gotta get that money She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do (Gotta get that money dancer) Nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do (Gotta get that money dancer) Hey, I wanna wanna nasty girl All about a party my backseat girl Up front thicker than a track runner girl First number saved in my blackberry pearl Call up shorty showin' out for the world Gettin' down centerstage all the freaks want her Money in the waste and you're fin' to get served Don't trip, Give a tip mama'll let you feel her curves Take off her clothes get loose for that dough So rockin' juice Abusin' that pole She drop it and reload Never know what's up when this girl's in freak mode Yep she the real deal Yep here my bills Yep from the holla tip Yep shawty outta here Yep gotta lotta hips Yep with the model hips Yep she gotta get that money She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do (Gotta get that money dancer) She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do Hey, Shorty sweat it out Do it, Lemme check it out Uncut raw, so we never have to edit out Pockets on swoll so I never gotta go Got a lotta bank roll so the guap in control Like, I got B's I'm feelin' on you Till my dog's get the dance floor birthday boo I know I got the cash you're lookin' for too For the best Louie bag or the Jimmy Choo shoe Oh, not a problem I can solve 'em Sexy situation get in to the bottom Givin' you a limit you wind up in the stardom Hop up in a lex you look hotter in the starter That's the nasty stuff that I need Girl, do your thing the money, it don't breathe Dead president's, come up with a Striptease I know you gotta get that money She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do (Gotta get that money dancer) She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do Hey Sh-shawty gotta get that money that money Sh-shawty gotta have that money that money Sh-shawty gotta get that money that money Sh-shawty gotta have that money that money Shawty f-f-freak it, f-f-freak it, f-f-freak it, freak it Shawty n-n-nasty, n-n-nasty, n-n-nasty She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do (Gotta get that money dancer) She's a nasty dancer danin' for money Do what you wanna do (Gotta get that money dancer) she's a freaky dancer danin' she loves it Do what you gotta do |
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from Taio Cruz - Hangover [single] (2011)
i got a hangover wo oh
i’ve been drinking too much for sure i got a hangover wo oh i got an empty cup pour me some more so i can go until i blow up eh and i can drink until i throw up eh and i don’t ever ever want to grow up eh i want to keep it going keep keep keep it going i got a little bit trashed last night night i got a little bit wasted yeah yeah i got a little bit mashed last night night i got a little shhh faced it yeah yeah oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh i’m on the roof oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh if you don’t know oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh well now you know oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh i got a hangover wo oh i’ve been drinking too much for sure i got a hangover wo oh i got an empty cup pour me some more so i can go until i blow up eh and i can drink until i throw up eh and i don’t ever ever want to grow up eh i want to keep it going keep keep keep it going come on Drink up cause a party ain’t a party til you ride I’d do it end up on the floor with cameraman you clueless Officer oh What the hell you’re doing Stopping it trouble it you know you know what come again Give me Henn give me gin give me liquor give me champagne Bubbles til the end What happens at the leather if you inspired it til I’m ten Like oh my homie Taio we can all sip again And gain and again and again Wasted so what irrelevant We’re kicked to the head who’s selling it I got the hang of it that’s my medicine Don’t mean like I said I’m too intelligent A little jack can’t hurt this veteran I show up but I never throw up so let the drinks go up go up i got a hangover wo oh i’ve been drinking too much for sure i got a hangover wo oh i got an empty cup pour me some more so i can go until i blow up eh and i can drink until i throw up eh and i don’t ever ever want to grow up eh I want to keep it going keep keep keep it going come on i got a hangover wo oh i’ve been drinking too much for sure i got a hangover wo oh i got an empty cup pour me some more so i can go until i blow up eh and i can drink until i throw up eh and i don’t ever ever want to grow up eh i want to keep it going keep keep keep it going come on |
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from Taio Cruz 3집 - TY.O (2011)
■□■□ 힙합+일..
Lim7388 Shone (Feat. Pleasure P) Flo Rida I Miss My Love Fabolous Gotta Get It (Dancer) Flo Rida 곡 85 | 담기 15 | 추천 2 |
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from G드래곤 - Shine A Light [live] (2010)
Flo Rida YG family G Dragon Holla at him You are my heart breaker DJ YG Let me take this over hey 나도 어디가서 꿀리지 않아 사람 맘갖고 저울질 하지 마라 더 말할 것 없어 너와 나 벌써 떠나간 사랑인 줄 알면서 니 옆에서 꿇은 무릎 회수 그 순간이 that's who i hate you 여기까지만 이제 안녕 또 안녕 Flo Flo Flo Rida and G G G Dragon 내가 아무리 잡아도 눈물을 보여도 사랑한다는 거짓말은 참아줘 돌아선 남자의 가슴은 냉 버려진 여자의 머리는 휑 차가운 새벽 찬바람은 쌩 it's over you know what i mean No no no no no no no Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker 내가 뭘 잘못 했는지 Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker No way No way 네가 날 떠나간데도 난 인정 못 한다고 잘 사나보자고 지긋지긋지긋해 삐걱삐걱삐걱돼 내 사랑이 비굴해 No way Flo Rida Talk to me hey i know everybody ain't perfect baby what did i do to deserve this no way you making me nervous why can't we both be clowns in the circus like why did i open the curtain baby you my heart should be circuiting i knew i was allergic i need a surgen cuz your the only other person guess it was part of the plan we've been each other i don't understand what are you lover your permanent man there won't be another that can do what i can if i were a devil i will give you a hand but for all the trouble why do it again what kind of a devil just being your friend after this trouble my heart needs a mend again again again Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker 내가 뭘 잘못 했는지 Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker No way No way 네가 날 떠나간데도 난 인정 못 한다고 잘 사나보자고 지긋지긋지긋해 삐걱삐걱삐걱돼 내 사랑이 비굴해 I'll still still be there 꺼진 네 전화기에 I'll still still be there 네 집앞 편지함에 난 아직도 그래 이젠 남이라 해도 I will still be there baby 그대 없이 죽을 것만 같아 네 앞에 보인 내 모습은 내가 아닌걸 미안해 나를 위해 다시 한 번 take my hand 널 기다리고 있는데 Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker 내가 뭘 잘못 했는지 Yo ma heart heart heart heart heartbraker No way No way you are my h heart breaker you are my h heart breaker breaker h e a r t baby broken heart no way i'm out |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Chorus]
I know you got a man, man, man but tell me what your man, man, man got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh I know you got a girl, girl, girl but tell me what your girl, girl, girl got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh [Ludacris] Listen, I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda so please don't let him fool ya cos the nigga don't really know how to do ya who's your daddy rolling all up in the caddy sun roof top with the diamond in the back coming to get some of the bomb in the sack like a bomb in Iraq Imma come and attack every inch of your body after the after party and then on to the hotel lobby riding me like a Ducatti faster than a Bugatti Im like whoa Kimosabe Good golly shortie a freak or she been practising Pilates I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke but if she think I'm fronting just wait til she see my back stroke haa, I be your side piece but whats our future plans cause I be on ya like DAMNNN [Chorus] [Flo Rida] Hey, ok ok, so thats your mans and 'em I aint tellin you to cancel him do do your thing, look shorty I gotta respect your answer 'em them there's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be apart of my plan what do you need in advance, I can see both of us showing in France I can look back at your thong in my hand Louis Vuitton no more Donna Karen couple of stacks so what is you saying like Denzel Washington "My Man" I don't wanna hear no mo' more bout him what it gotta do with me you grown ass woman I'm a grown ass man so we both know a lot about the birds and the bee's hold on shorty lets conversate, conjugate, constipate get stuck on each other, you coming up outta your lingerie, hey I know you got a man [Chorus] [Ludacris] Nada, nada, not a damn thing he wouldn't know what to do if he tried it and I ain't hating, you need some room to breathe and I can be your ventilation you need a lil lovin' just a lil stimulation a hug a lil kissing and then a lil penetration give it to you like you never had it before and you aint never gon think about his ass again lips, hips, eyes, thighs here I'm gon have to give that ass a ten and they can get a five even though one of them kinda fine but ain't none of them got nothing on you you so lets go somewhere to dine and sip some expensive wine later on tell me what we gon do do we gon bump and we gon grind so good it should be a crime and next time tell your friends to come too, too. [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Chorus]
I know you got a man, man, man but tell me what your man, man, man got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh I know you got a girl, girl, girl but tell me what your girl, girl, girl got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh [Ludacris] Listen, I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda so please don't let him fool ya cos the nigga don't really know how to do ya who's your daddy rolling all up in the caddy sun roof top with the diamond in the back coming to get some of the bomb in the sack like a bomb in Iraq Imma come and attack every inch of your body after the after party and then on to the hotel lobby riding me like a Ducatti faster than a Bugatti Im like whoa Kimosabe Good golly shortie a freak or she been practising Pilates I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke but if she think I'm fronting just wait til she see my back stroke haa, I be your side piece but whats our future plans cause I be on ya like DAMNNN [Chorus] [Flo Rida] Hey, ok ok, so thats your mans and 'em I aint tellin you to cancel him do do your thing, look shorty I gotta respect your answer 'em them there's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be apart of my plan what do you need in advance, I can see both of us showing in France I can look back at your thong in my hand Louis Vuitton no more Donna Karen couple of stacks so what is you saying like Denzel Washington "My Man" I don't wanna hear no mo' more bout him what it gotta do with me you grown ass woman I'm a grown ass man so we both know a lot about the birds and the bee's hold on shorty lets conversate, conjugate, constipate get stuck on each other, you coming up outta your lingerie, hey I know you got a man [Chorus] [Ludacris] Nada, nada, not a damn thing he wouldn't know what to do if he tried it and I ain't hating, you need some room to breathe and I can be your ventilation you need a lil lovin' just a lil stimulation a hug a lil kissing and then a lil penetration give it to you like you never had it before and you aint never gon think about his ass again lips, hips, eyes, thighs here I'm gon have to give that ass a ten and they can get a five even though one of them kinda fine but ain't none of them got nothing on you you so lets go somewhere to dine and sip some expensive wine later on tell me what we gon do do we gon bump and we gon grind so good it should be a crime and next time tell your friends to come too, too. [Chorus] |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
[Chorus: Will.I.Am ] [X2]
Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer [Verse 1: Flo Rida] Hey this is my jam Yall don't understand I'll make you understand What's pumpin in my CD player (player) Party all night like yayer (yayer) Shawty got a hand in the ayer (ayer) Make me want to take it dayer Then I go, here I go, here is my song DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bonez The next wop until the early morn I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club Even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug Lil mama hot and she might show me love O hot damn Celebrate to tha A.M I love it so much it got me sayin [Chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie] [X2] Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer [Verse 2: Flo Rida] Hey Heyy I might just start the wave Like I'm at a ball game do my thang Hands up high I got money in tha bank I'm so fly 747 pain Rock it no stop it how I got my name Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame Walk tha red carpet wont see you the same I get tha stuntin forget my name Start with me Ride with me Represent tha city vibe with me Make me throw it up ma timid in tha club Go ahead throw it up gotta wonder How much to show enough to stare(stare) I'm hood so it's really unfair (unfair) Shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) We aint gonna treat our city like the mayor (mayor) [Chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie] [X2] Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer (Will.I.Am) Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer it's a stick (a stick up stick up) it's a stick up just to tha ceilin man |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
[Chorus: Will.I.Am ] [X2]
Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer [Verse 1: Flo Rida] Hey this is my jam Yall don't understand I'll make you understand What's pumpin in my CD player (player) Party all night like yayer (yayer) Shawty got a hand in the ayer (ayer) Make me want to take it dayer Then I go, here I go, here is my song DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bonez The next wop until the early morn I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club Even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug Lil mama hot and she might show me love O hot damn Celebrate to tha A.M I love it so much it got me sayin [Chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie] [X2] Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer [Verse 2: Flo Rida] Hey Heyy I might just start the wave Like I'm at a ball game do my thang Hands up high I got money in tha bank I'm so fly 747 pain Rock it no stop it how I got my name Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame Walk tha red carpet wont see you the same I get tha stuntin forget my name Start with me Ride with me Represent tha city vibe with me Make me throw it up ma timid in tha club Go ahead throw it up gotta wonder How much to show enough to stare(stare) I'm hood so it's really unfair (unfair) Shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) We aint gonna treat our city like the mayor (mayor) [Chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie] [X2] Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer (Will.I.Am) Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer it's a stick (a stick up stick up) it's a stick up just to tha ceilin man |
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from Dev 1집 - The Night The Sun Came Up [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
On my waist, through my hair.
Think about it when you touch me there Close my eyes, here you are all alone dancing in the dark. Tell me baby if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want Late at night I pretend we are dance-dance-dancing in the dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark Dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. When you work on me, Open my body up and do some surgery, Now that you got me up I wanna taste it, taste it And see those pocket aces. I wanna see who you are. I got a sex drive to push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. Push push push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. On my waist, through my hair. Think about it when you touch me there. Close my eyes, here you are dance-dance-dancing in the dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. I love to flirt to see. I'm only talking to you if you wanna surf my seas. Now that you got me, boy You know you better spice it, flavor it, get it right, savor it Wanna see who you are, got a sex drive to push the start I got a sex drive to push the start. Push push push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. On my waist, through my hair. Think about it when you touch me there. Close my eyes, here you are all alone dancing in the dark. Tell me baby if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want. Late at night I pretend we are dance-dance-dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Tell me baby if it's wrong.. Dancing in the dark.. To let my hands do what they want. Dancing in the dark! It's The Cataracs! Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. |
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from Dev 1집 - The Night The Sun Came Up (2011)
On my waist, through my hair.
Think about it when you touch me there Close my eyes, here you are all alone dancing in the dark. Tell me baby if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want Late at night I pretend we are dance-dance-dancing in the dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark Dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. When you work on me, Open my body up and do some surgery, Now that you got me up I wanna taste it, taste it And see those pocket aces. I wanna see who you are. I got a sex drive to push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. Push push push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. On my waist, through my hair. Think about it when you touch me there. Close my eyes, here you are dance-dance-dancing in the dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark dark Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Dancing in the dark. I love to flirt to see. I'm only talking to you if you wanna surf my seas. Now that you got me, boy You know you better spice it, flavor it, get it right, savor it Wanna see who you are, got a sex drive to push the start I got a sex drive to push the start. Push push push the start. I got a sex drive to push the start. On my waist, through my hair. Think about it when you touch me there. Close my eyes, here you are all alone dancing in the dark. Tell me baby if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want. Late at night I pretend we are dance-dance-dancing in the dark. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Tell me baby if it's wrong.. Dancing in the dark.. To let my hands do what they want. Dancing in the dark! It's The Cataracs! Ooh la la. Ooh la la. Ooh la la. |
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from Flo Rida - R.o.o.t.s. (2009)
(Intro [Nelly Furtado])
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na (x4) (Chorus [Nelly Furtado]) When I say jump, you say how high I ain’t never seen nobody, how they get so high Like a bird, like a plane, this party got me insane This party got me insane, so jump jump jump jump (Verse 1 [Flo Rida]) Now I’m gon take it to the roof Everybody with me got they own parachute You ain’t scared of heights when you sippin on Goose Party all night like I’m flyin jet new? You ain’t never seen nobody get this loose Shawty actin naughty with her body, what it do Jump to this man, bump to this man Stomp to this man, crunk to this man Got another hit man Hold up, I wanna go up, don’t wanna throw up My clique pour up, and every bad chick know us Dance, the boy got us all feelin high Ask, the shawty, I’m a astronaut High rollin baby like I’m jumpin on fire Super Bowl pimp good Year on tire Can I be a bird, I gotta be fly Butterfly and spur, and I got a couple words (Chorus [Nelly Furtado]) X2 (Verse 2 [Flo Rida]) When I run up in the club, jump in, then I gotta be there Check it out, shawty like Nike Air Up up and away take it off like mere? NBA ballin, I don’t care Now what do you do when you see you a shawty and she make it bounce in the room? Hey girl, come on baby, you a fine sexy lady, can I get on your hot air balloon? Sky high, still clubbin like I’m part of the mile high Ears poppin, Bubbalicious help me get right Keep poppin in position after midnight Moese? fried chicken up in NY Jigga what, don’t it feel good Houston? We gonna jump ship, all aboard Come around me, and we’ll parlay, we’re throwed? Cali is jumpin, hit the switch on the 6 4 (Chorus [Nelly Furtado]) (Break down) [Flo Rida] Come on and jump, jump, jump (x3) [All my ladies] get down, get down, get down [All my ladies] get down, get down, get down [All the fellas] jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump [All the fellas, the ladies, the fellas, the ladies, let me see you] (Chorus [Nelly Furtado]) X2 (Break down) Get down, get down, get down Get down, get down, get down (Outro [Nelly Furtado]) Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na (x4) |
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from Drama - Gangsta Grillz : The Album Vol.2 (2009)
Ay, ay, ay
Ooh, woo, ohh, ohh, ohh Ooh, woo, ohh, ohh, ohh Ooh, woo, ohh, ohh, ohh Ooh, woo, ohh, ohh, ohh I got the love for money I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money I, I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money Chillin' with two women, me and mister thanksgiving I'll be some where fly, Thanksgiving goin' swimming While you was wearing snorkels, I was out snorkeling Of course I'm shit on these niggas like porcelain It's more than love with this money I'm infatuated Captivated by the diamonds and capsulated Shooting range in the basement, Olympic size pool With pool table adjacent, I love me some money I stash money fast money Comin' on bumpin' them onions Bunking and crossing the country So, so don't cross me you monkey Sleeping on 50s and 20 Rollin' up onions and hundreds, pulling in porches And phantoms, fancies be throwing their panties Drama and cannon demand it Gucci and Drama they panic Ugh, they sick they vomit Put some more commas in front of it Drama got Gucci he stuntin' Gucci and Drama we done it We got so much money, 'bout our money Some money mo' money, dummy I got the love for money I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money I, I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money Uh, money gotta big house, money got a bad girl Money make you famous, money rule the whole world Money set trends, money is in the Benz Money got associates acting like friends Money, money he owe money money he blow Money got sexy ladies dancing on da pole Money got dem on a stroll, money platinum and gold Money make 'em shake it like Beyonce Knowles Only God knows the things I do for money That's a young fly man Check out them dimensions, 20s, 50s and 100s Don't you make me look good when you see us out stuntin'? Catch a whif, find out that's yo' bitch Catch her pushin' your wheel, then the go and pushing clips She got me going crazy I'm coo coo for boucoup bucks Plus I can't lie, boo, it's only you I love I got the love for money I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money I, I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money I'm 'bout my instrument, I'm 'bout my doe I'm on my hustle (Man) You already know. I'm getting stacks, I'm hitting lick I'm packing pounds and bagging bricks You got them [unverified], I gotta laugh You talking Oz but selling halves Where your connect? How much you got? That's all he holdin'? Man, I buy him out I got the love for money I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money I, I gotta have it, the lust for living lavish Gotta get that green paper stacking (Love for money) I, I, I, I gotta have it I, I, I, I got the love for money |
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from Flo Rida - Low [Amended Version] [single] (2007)
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 thestraps 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 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 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 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 thats three grand What you think I'm play in 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 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 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 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 come on |
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from Flo Rida - Low [single] (2008)
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 thestraps 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 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 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 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 thats three grand What you think I'm play in 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 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 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 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 come on |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
음음음음음음음음
음음음음음음음음 let me talk to em 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 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 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo [She hit the flo] Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low 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 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 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo [She hit the flo] 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 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) 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 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 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo [She hit the flo] Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low 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 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 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo [She hit the flo] Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low C'mon |
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from Flo Rida - Mail On Sunday (2008)
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 thestraps 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 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 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 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 thats three grand What you think I'm play in 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 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 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 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 come on |
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from V.I.P. (2009)
Mmmmmmmm Let me talk to 'em Let me talk to 'em Mmmmmmm 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 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 bank roll 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 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] 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 rubber bands 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 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 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 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 |
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from Flo Rida 3집 - Only One Flo [Part 1] (2010)
Shawty had them Apple bottom Jeans Boots 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~ Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo (She hit the flo) Next thing you know shawty got low low low low low low low~ 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 Apple Bottom 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~ Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo (She hit the flo) Next thing you know shawty got low low low low low low low~ 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! What you think I`m playin baby girl I`m the man, I`ll bend the rubber band 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 Apple Bottom 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~ Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks 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~ 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 Apple Bottom Jeans Boots with the fur The whole club was lookin at her She hit the flo (She Hit The Flow) Next thing you know shawty got low low low low low low low~ Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a smack She hit the flo (She hit the flo) Next thing you know shawty got low low low low low low low~ |
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from Flo Rida - R.O.O.T.S. (2009)
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
그녀는 딱 달라붙는 바지를 입고 (Shawty:여기서 브랜드가아니라 아가씨라는 뜻으로 쓰인듯한대) Boots with the fur [With the fur] 퍼가 달린 부츠를 신었어 The whole club was lookin at her 클럽의 모든 시선은 그녀에게 고정되고 She hit the flo [She hit the flo] 그녀는 플로어를 잡아끌었어 Next thing you know 그 다음은 너도 알지? Shawty got low low low low low low low low 이쁜이. 밑으로 밑으로 밑으로 밑으로.... Them baggy sweat pants 땀에 젖은 축늘어진 바지와 And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]리복의 가죽끈 She turned around and gave that big booty a smack그녀는 뒤를 돌아보곤 남자들을 꼬시지 She hit the flo [She hit the flo] 그녀는 플로어를 잡아 끌었어 Next thing you know 그다음은 너도 알지? Shawty got low low low low low low low low 이쁜이, 밑으로 밑으로 밑으로... I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go, 나를 이렇게 만든 여자는 본적 없어. this crazy all night spendin my dough 이런 죽이는 밤은 내 돈을 쓰게 만들어 Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go 백만달러 분위기. 술을 마시지 Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show 젠장 생일 케이크, 그들은 무대를 잡아 끌고 So sexual, she was flexible 진짜 섹시해. 그녀는 유연해 Professional, drinkin X and ooo 직업처럼 능숙하게 x를 마시지 Hold up wait a minute, do i see what I think I 잠시만 기다려봐, 내가 뭘 생각하는지 알겠어 Whoa 우와! Did I think I seen shorty get low 저 예쁜이가 밑으로., 내려가는 생각 Ain't the same when it's up that close 그전과는 다르게 가까이 올라가서 Make it rain, I'm makin it snow 그걸 비가오게 만들어, 눈이 오게 만들어 Work the pole, I got the bank roll 그 막대기에서 움직여,난 돈 많거든 Imma say that I prefer them no clothes 난 옷 안입은 여자가 좋다 그랬지 I'm into that, I love women exposed내가 그거 안으로 들어갈꺼야, 난 노출된 여자가 좋아 She threw it back at me, I gave her more 그녀는 나에게 분출하고,난 그녀에게 더 해줄거야 Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes 돈은 문제없어,이게 어디로 갈지 알고있어 She had them 그녀는 이걸가지고 있어.. 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 Hey 헤이 Shawty what I gotta do to get you home이쁜이, 너를 내 집으로 데려가려면 어떻게 해야하지? My jeans full of gwap 내 바지는 돈으로 가득해 And they ready for Shones 빛날 준비는 끝났어 Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown 섹시해지기 위한 Cadillacs Maybachs Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan 페트론이 바위위로 올라가면 넌 신음소리를 낼꺼야 One stack (come on) 첫번째스텍 Two stacks (come on) 두번째스텍 Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)세번째스텍(이제 이건 세번째로 완벽해] What you think I'm playin baby girl 뭘 생각해. 난 쫌 놀아. I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands난 남자야, 난 처녀랑 할꺼야 That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder 내가그녀에게 뭐라말하든,그녀의 다리는 내 어깨에 I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola 난 이게 ova였다는걸 알아, henny의 cola처럼 Got me like a Soldier 날 병정처럼 만들지 She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her 그녀는 준비됬지만 난 컨트롤 못하겠어 So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover 난 클로버처럼 행운아야 Shorty was hot like a toaster 그녀는 토스터처럼 핫하고 Sorry but I had to fold her, 미안, 난 그녀랑 할거야 Like a pornography poster 포르노 포스터 처럼. She showed her 그녀는 보여주지. 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 Whoa 우와.. Shawty 이쁜이.. Yea she was worth the money 그래 그녀는 돈낼만한 가치가 있어 Lil mama took my cash, 이쁜이가 내 돈을 가져가고 and I ain't want it back, 난 그게 돌아오길 원하지 않아 The way she bit that rag, 그녀가 희롱하는 방식. got her them paper stacks, 그녀는 돈더미를 가질수 있지 Tattoo Above her crack, 그녀의 크렉위 문신. I had to handle that, 난 그걸 조종할수있어. I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin 난 그거 위에있지. 섹시한 아가씨,보여줘봐 They be want it two in the mornin 그들은 아침까지 이거 두개를 원할테니까 I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin 난 rosay bottles foamin과 즐기고 She wouldn't stop, made it drop 그녀는 멈추지 않아, 그건 그걸 젖게 만들고. Shorty did that pop and lock, 그녀는 그걸 pop하고 lock하게 만들거야 Had to break her off that gwap gwap으로 그녀를 멈추게 해. Gah it was fly just like my glock glock처럼 날수있게 |
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from Flo Rida - R.o.o.t.s. (2009)
Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) [Verse 1 - Sean Paul] I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound Long as my bitch ridin`, I`ll put a nigga down Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start Something in your chest, then open up your heart Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me Ima run it, put somethin` on it, instead of bet it It`s that money, don`t make no money, buddy I`m ready Can I get it? It`s win or lose, you know the rules We rollin`, we didn`t hit it, now pay your dues [J-Bo] Now when it comes to gettin` that cash flow Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough And for all who don`t know, there`s money out to be made So get it while you can, and still it`s just a phase In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you`d be amazed That time waits for no one, so God, I pray Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed So instead I keep on livin` what`s given within my void Put a end after hours scrapin` up all my change From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain`t no game So pick up on your pimpin`, get on it and never slip Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped) [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Sean Paul] Just call me, the money maker, bread taker Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater No bumpin` heads, when it come to gettin` this paper Im a player, runnin` wit the, hand that was dealt Flippin` my work, ridin` the left, fully equipped Aint fuckin` wit hoes, unless talkin `bout bread Duckin` these streets, givin` these strangers some head Bringin` it back, makin` sho`, my pockets swole Workin` the streets, now they know they my hoes [J-Bo] I must ain`t had it, I gotta get it Nothin` to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it Shakin` these haters down the line, they somethin` wicked You on a roll then pay yo` dues, then buy a ticket Gather your cheddar `round this world, there`s nothin` better But keep it boomin` like a system, thru any weather Stackin` my green, that`s somethin good, I`m on a mission Trappin` hard just like I should, no penny pinchin` And for the gold, we steady missin`, and reminisin` Buy some S, ain`t even hittin`, so stop yo` flippin Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know There ain`t no playin` wit my thang when you see my foe Act like ya know I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) |
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