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Текст песни:

[Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to ′em
Let me talk to ′em
Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to ′em
C′mon!

[T-Pain]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin′ 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 slap (heeey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
C′mon!

[Flo-Rida]
I′ve never seen somethin′ that′ll make me go
This crazy all night spending my do′
Had the million dollas vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible professional
Drinkin′ nexenol
Hold up wait a minute! Do I see what I think. I whooaaaah!!!

Did her thing seen shawty get low
Ain′t the same when it′s up that close
Make it rain I′m makin′ it snow
Work the pole I gotta bang bro′
I′mma say that I perfer the no clothes
I′m into 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

[T-Pain]
She had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin′ 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 slap (heeey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
C′mon!

[Flo-Rida]
Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with guap and they ready for showin′
Cadillacs layed back for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that′ll make your moan
1 stack (come on) 2 stacks (come on) 3 stacks (come on)
Now thats 3 grand
What you think I′m playin′ baby-girl I′m the man
I′m dealing rubberbands
Thats, 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

[T-Pain]
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin′ 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 slap (heeey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
C′mon!

[Flo-Rida]
Whoooah shawty, yeah she was worth the money.
Lil′ mama took my cash
And I ain′t want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tatoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was zoned in sexy woman
Let me show it, make me want it
2 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 fired just like my glock
Mmmmmmm....

[T-Pain]
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin′ 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 slap (heeey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
C′mon

corrected by VooDoo-Diablo

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(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)

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

You and me (just you and me)
Just me and you
You and me (just you and me)
Emotions
Emotions i feel
(these are the emotions i feel)
Emotions are real
(i know that emotions are real)
Cause you are my love
(you are my love, you are my love baby, you are my love)
I got emotions
You got emotions

[Verse 1]
We need to be together
He ain′t gone buy you nothin better
I don′t wanna depress ya
I don′t mess with them heffers
Baby you under pressure
All my entire levels
All them gifts on the regular
Brand new phantom umbrella
You wrong girl
We even got matchin perfume and cologne girl
Aint no other nigga gon be touchin your thong girl
You mine aint no denyin
Even witness me cryin
Take some time to rewind
This bullshit
Two human beings in love
Naw not like this
See you makin me cuss
Damn right i′m pissed
It was supposed to be us
This is ridiculous
Cause it was supposed to be us

[Chorus]
Just you and me (just you and me)
Just me and you (just me and you)
Just you and me (you and me)
I can′t let it go
Emotions i feel
(these are the emotions i feel)
Emotions are real
(i know that emotions are real)
Cause you are my love
(you are my love, you are my love baby, you are my love)
I got emotions
You got emotions

[Verse 2]
I got your name tattoo′d
You think that′s enough fo make me to go nuts like cashews
Knock my soul like we be callin black fool
I mean devil knows you prolly fucked another dude
I gave you that rose, that ring when i proposed to you
Got rid of my gold teeth cause your mama nail oops
And shot at them fools who touch your brother now boo
And now you gon tell me we should slow it down..who?
Not Flo-Rida i provide the campbell soup
We′ll sit by the dock
I spoon plagethera flu
You gots to be hot
Women, i ain′t bout to lose
Get out this house
I pay tuiton on yo school
I mean to my knowledge
Until the end it′s me and you

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I don′t care what those other people say
They don′t understand
Why i feel this way
Baby i don′t care what those other people say
They don′t understand
Emotions
Just you and me (just you and me)
Just me and you (just me and you)
Just you and me (just you and me)
I can′t let it go
Emotions i feel
Emotions are real
Cause you are my love
Emotions
You and me

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(Wynter)
Da double dee double di (x7)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

(Flo Rida)
Hey, I’ve got a mouth full of cavities.
Sweet tooth, full of mama, like sugar to me.
So my love with the lips, put a bug in the ear tone.
Shawty gotta kiss, it’s an emergency.
Spit sprung for the taste, addicted to her gloss.
Won’t smile this way, baby I rub it off.
Put my tongue in your face
A little mistletoe, sippin’ Gram I A.
I’m a fan all day.
Do me that favor, cuz I like your flavor.
My manage behavior; I’m into your major.
Sweeter so flavor, that’s good for this player.
My hood, now and later, throw back like a pager.
Pretty much, you’re givin’ me a sugar rush.
Lil mama, give me high blood pressure when you blush.
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch, Shawty that’s what’s up.

(Wynter)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

(Flo Rida)
Hey, Sh Shawty would you mind, cuz I want me some.
Now and later, I don’t wanna have to wait, you the one.
Yep! Yep! Your vision. So, so delicious.
Can’t help my interest, candy addiction.
Wanna peace, to a piece gotta get a piece.
I don’t know a piece, Give me all your sweets.
Bottom and top lip, bout to have a sugar feast.
Level with our trip, I’m a lip bitin’ beast.
Man for them things, all 42 teeth.
Squeeze the sugar cane on your mouth, must beat.
Ain’t your mama slirp, stickin’, usin’ my tree.
Like taffy but classy, get at me.
I’m flyly Let you know I wanna kiss.
But your lips, they’ll do me fine.
Now baby don’t trip with the juicy kind.
Get, get on the grip, Girl you ain’t lyin’.

(Wynter)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x7)
Sugar

(Flo Rida)
You like my sugar, my sugar.
You so sweet, so sweet.
Like my candy, my candy
You so sweet, so sweet.
I got a good appetite with you on me, on me.
I’ll wrap you out of them clothes.
You my treat, my treat.
Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy
And tonight I’m gonna get me some, get me some.
Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy
And tonight I’m gonna get me some, get me some sugar.

(Wynter)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I’m sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

[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)

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

If you like my body touch me
Touch me, touch me, touch me
Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me
Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me

Hey, I like it when you′re tellin′ me to keep in touch
All over your body, rub it like good luck
Lovers stand up, shawty, keep me doin′ too much
Hands where they ought to be, unleash that stuff

And no apology, the freaks don′t fuss
Quicksand quality, it′s goin′ down pretty rough
Brand new wit it, all about that rush
Keep tellin′ me to feel it and it′s just my luck

I′ma help you make that movie
You know my job ′cause I like my duty
Hit ′em all of the minor groupies
She a dog, I′ma let her meet Snoopy

Round of applause, make it clap like a Uzi
Lemme pause on the cue like Suzy
Set it off to the top with a goof
Lil′ mama, it′s your call, I hear ya, I heard ya say

Touch me, baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me, baby, yeah

Yeah, I′m into that talk, I′m into that walk
Got a thing for them dollars and it′s all my fault
Let my second head tell it, "I′ma break you off"
Yeah, tell ′em I said they got a whole lot of balls

Mr. Go Hard, shawty, if it′s that soft
I wanna grab that, have that delivered to the boss
I′ma rump and a jump and a stump with a cause
For that hump automatic hit the window to the wall

Yeah, I wanna get right wit ya already
Hold it down partner, baby, now come on, lady
You invited to the shone party got a fetish
You decided when a grown man with it, baby

All out to the spot like it′s on freely
Understand I do it big to the guap heavy
While a mama feelin′ hot take her to the telly
I don′t like ′em scary like the girls who hit my celli like

Touch me, baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me, baby, yeah

I like you sexy, I want you next to me
Let′s leave a legacy, got me feelin′ like ecstasy
And a little bit of jealousy, it′s all about your melody
Right where I care to be, shawty glad that′s definitely a felony

Want me to touch her, that′s cool
I′ll spend my paper on you
And pick you up in my coupe
And make it do what it do

Shawty, don′t get it confused
You shone and we can get loose
All night I′m breakin′ the rules
Go hard, I like when you say

Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me
Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me

Touch me, baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me, baby, yeah

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

[Intro/Chorus: Flo Rida]
She had Hennessy hips, and Belve′ eyes
Grey Goose on her lips, and cognac thighs
I′m hungover (hungover) from Ms. Hangover (Hangover)
She had a bubble like Cris′, Patron all night
Had one mo′ sip, too drunk to drive
I′m hungover (hungover) from Ms. Hangover (Hangover)

[Flo Rida:]
Hey hey hey shorty, took me to tipsy from sober
Looked at me so fatigued, I must be her soldier
Hopin she wouldn′t tease and get in my Rover
Lil′ momma you got to breathe like diamonds supposed ta
Come closer, can I hold ya, just what I need
Like my Gucci loafers, hold the, disappointment - must be sealed inside
Bowlegged woman that′s what I need, I don′t mind
Like how she flaunt it, see that′s my speed, she a dime
Thought for a moment how could this be so fine?
Body bangin, I lay the language, that walk is famous
The proper anus like she was painted
She got me tainted, I gotta brang it, this woman dangerous
None other, who′s her lover, this above her
Get it from her mother, did it to her brother
Magazine cover, glad to meet a hustler
Shorty whassup~! She had...

[Chorus]

[Flo Rida:]
Heyyy parking lot pimpin, yeah that′s the way I approached her
Hips went up and down like a roller coaster
Miss - got her attention, tapped her on the shoulder
Serious, she the business and I need closure
So hood and I′m startin, I′m blowin see no stuck up trumpin
Bugari I′m good and I smell like the fragrance of money
I′m sorry this lady take over just like a tsunami
She had on the Jacob, I′m rockin my platinum my money
This ain′t your normal every day baby
The type to drive nothin less than that 600 Mercedes
It′s rare that you find a woman so vicious on the daily
That grant all your wishes with looks to kill like a .380
I feel like she put me under a spell
Pretty ambitious about delicious full attention on the yell
Shorty ridiculous, I had a mission to conquer the gal
I put her on my tab, had her sippin, call a cab

[Chorus]

[Flo Rida:]
All my shorties if you with me, let me hear you say Ms. Hangover
(Ms. Hangover)
All my shorties if you with me, let me hear you say Ms. Hangover
(Ms. Hangover)
All my ballers if you with me, let me hear you say I′m hungover
(I′m hungover)
All my ballers if you with me, let me hear you say I′m hungover
(I′m hungover)
Ms. Hangover (Ms. Hangover)
Got me hungover (got me hungover)
I′m hungover (I′m hungover)
From Ms. Hangover (from Ms. Hangover)
Ms. Hangover (Ms. Hangover)
Got me hungover (got me hungover)
I′m hungover (I′m hungover)
From Ms. Hangover (from Ms. Hangover)

[Chorus]

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Lil Wayne:]
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
I′m An American Superstar

[CHORUS: x2]
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Flo Rida:]
Heavy Metal For Them Boys
Slanging Pedals For The Cash
Got An Appetite For Destruksion
You Can Call Me Axcel
Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Done Done
Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Do Well
Ask Me Were The Bricks Come From
That′s What A Snitch Nikka Do They Tell
I Don′t Want Nothing To Do With That Deal
If It′s Selected I′m Bringing Them Shells
Only Position For Me Is A Playa
That′s Right Playa
Better Get It Right Playa
I Have To Be In Emergency
Lucky For You If I′m Blowing My Trees
Come On My Nerve
No Regular me
It′s Somebody Shawty With Me On Her Knees
I′m Ready If There′s A Problem
She Sexy Flo Rida Holla
Don′t Test Me Get That Bro Harda
Get Messy Just Like A Mobster
My Brawls Deserve Lobsters
You Clowns Deserve Choppas
You Serve Like Jimmy Hoppa
American Showstoppa

[CHORUS: x2]
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Lil Wayne:]
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
I got Money On Money On Money On Money
On Top Of More Money On Top Of My Shit Like Flies
Open That Ferriar F5 Like Eyes
Up And Down Ocean Drive
Jumping Out That MayBach With A Bitch Way Back To Tease Them Tighs
She Got A Tattoo On Her Booty And It Say 305
DJ Khalid Say It′s A Movie Now Don′t Forget Your Line
Cause You Don′t Want Me to Edit Before We Roll The Credits
Bitch Give Me My Credit
I′m So Energetic
I′m Fucking Like Rabbits Smoking On Lettuce
But What Ever I Want I Get It
I Meant It If I Said It
And I Say I Keep Pumping I Ain′t Talking Unleaded
If You Want It Come Get It
Cause Boy I′m Ready
I Get It Fast Fetty
They Should Call Me Tom Petty
Got Two Bitches One Peanut Butter Jelly
I′m An American Gangsta Already
And I′m An American Superstar

[CHORUS: x2]
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin′ out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Lil Wayne:]
I′m An American Superstar
Yeah
I′m An American Superstar
Yeah
I′m An American Superstar
Yeah
Baby I′m An American Superstar
Yeah Uh Hu

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(ft. J. Randall)

...to set it off
My ..in the building with me
..blame the alcohol,
Even though I’m a little bit tipsy
No pressure first .. the last call
Still ..to the room get ...spend on the wall
The hot girls always convince me .

My life never think twice.. a little more ..
...night ....first ...rollin..a good sight
So get high
Let me hear you say

Chorus:
Na na na na nah
I can’t wait till tomorrow
Got no time to borrow, let’s party right now
Na na na na nah ‘cause I do what I wanna
Just do what you wanna and party right now.
Let’s .. the floor and burn it up, burn it up
.just tell the Dj turn it up, turn it up,
Heyyy
Let’s party right now
Let’s party right now.


I came to party like it’s ‘999
Put the ... drink just like I’m ready to die
It’s time to let it go
Let’s drink of all ..there’s no .. look around
Shawty is not enough to know
We don’t speak ...so who’s the boss that would be ..Milano
No time to borrow because maybe tomorrow
I’ll be just ...where is ..

Chorus:
Na na na na nah
I can’t wait till tomorrow
Got no time to borrow, let’s party right now
Na na na na nah ‘cause I do what I wanna
Just do what you wanna and party right now.
Let’s .. the floor and burn it up, burn it up
just tell the Dj turn it up, turn it up,
Heyyy
Let’s party right now.

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh,

It’s the time
It’s the right time
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Yo it’s the perfect time (It’s the perfect time)

Yo It’s the time (It’s the time)
It’s the right time (This is my time)
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Baby, baby, baby

I’m a single man
Now let’s 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’

Cus I ain’t got no girlfriend
Got no obligation
Baby I’m a single man
That’s my situation
Let me put your number in my iPhone baby
And when I call you later maybe I can see ya later

I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me

Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh

If you a single girl
Up in the club lookin’ for love
Come on and bring it girl
This is a song I’ll turn it up
Come on and sing it girl
And if your man blow up your phone
turn off your ringer girl
Turn off your ringer

Cus I aint got no girlfriend
You ain’t got one either
If you got a girlfriend baby won’t you bring her
If you got a X leave your X at home
And If he hits the message throw away your cell phone

I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me

Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh,

I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)

It’s the time
Ya it’s the right time
The perfect time
Hey

Cus I ain’t got no boyfriend
You ain’t got no girlfriend,
I ain’t got no boyfriend,
Baby we can be friends
And we can do it
Baby we can do it
Baby we can do it
Do it, do it, do it

I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
Never, never never

No

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
No no no never

Momma said never be a quitter
Never since I was young
Never been in my roots
Dont let never make you a bum
Never my only so she said
Never beggin for crumbs

If never found out your slippin
Then never might be a gun

Never think suicide
Never steal
Never lie
Never run up to a gun
Fight and think you gone survive

Never that lil 6 nuts
6 is for the flies
Never become a snitch
If you would rather be a quiet

Never know em
Never met met em
Never seen that fella
Never never never

When they put you in that room
Thats what you tell em
Hell never to the law

Never im a be a star
Never catch me up to mar

Never worry
Never bury
Tears on your teen jersey

Keep it 42 be worthy
Never go without the curry

Never the greatest of all time
You in a hurry
Never its too early
Never have no mercy
Never

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
Never never never

No

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
No no no never

Never cross a man as far as you can throw em
Never put ya fate at home
Boy ya′ll know em
Never get in the herd
Never get into church

Never cook in your life
Buried 6 feet under dirt
Never hate
Never envy others
Cause they getting cake
Never grind
Never hustle
Never see your dinner plate
Never be fake
Never be a snake
Never play that shit dog

Till they bring that pepper spray
Never be scared
Never hurt your head
Never cause if they was killers you would already be dead

Never pout
Never ever have doubt
Never that be the reason
You still sleep on mommas couch

Never brag
Never be stindgy with cash
Never get in for business
Mind your own
Take em now

Never cry wolf
Never daddy ma boo

Never less than a survivor
Never


Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
Never never never

No

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
No no no never

Dont be slick
Never silent
Dont be bricks
Never
Get your wig split
Never rob your click
Never
Never miss your blesses
Never start second guessin
Never get to heaven never cause you missed the lesson

Never bite the hand that feed
Never live in greed
Never succeed
Never doin dirty deeds
Never chunk

Never give up on your hope
Under pressure dream big
When its rough make a toast

Never sell your sole
Never for some dough
Never diamonds
Never pearls
When you die
Never go

Never back down
Never let your hat down
Never see no bully
Let them know your background

Never cross the line
Never cross your kind
Everyday let it be
Never worry
Never toss your mind

Never lose sleep
Never cause you got beat
Never know peace
Never when you in these streets

Never
Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
Never never never

No

Never give up
Never hold you head down
Never fear no man
Never trust anybody
Never say you cant
No no no never

Never never never

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(Ne-Yo)
Ohhhhhhh
ohhhhhhh
ohhhhhh
yeah yeah yeah

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, sh sh 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 little 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 me the word and I’ll be along

(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

Girl let me touch you like nobody can (yeah girl)
Girl let me show you I’m a gentleman (uh huh)
I wanna be the one to hold your hand (oh yeah)
I just wanna be, I just wanna be

Girl let me touch you like nobody can (yeah girl)
I wanna show you I’m a gentleman (uh huh)
Girl let me be the one to hold your hand (oh yeah) (whoaaaaaa)
I just wanna be, I just wanna be

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

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

I just gotta say, I just gotta say..

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

(feat. Birdman)

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin to cut 3 times in the room
Times in a room
Cause I spent 20 on my tires
30 to be icy
But me bein fly dats priceless
And I gave 40 to my side chick
50 to the wifey
But me bein fly dats priceless
Baby dats priceless

Err but the projects
Postin dats the object
Me talkin cash
Then you better switch the topic
Bitch nigga stop it
Gon ahead and cop it
Money in the bag
Takin out the garbage
I know dem boys snitchin
Cause they′re scared of 1st degree
But you can tell em f.e.d′s
I′m in VIP
W/ 4 mill chedda keep boy keys
The window to the wall
Supplier of wat you need

Got no wife but the wife be my girlfriend
My girlfriend girlfriend
Lookin for a girl friend
Nick name tail spin
Meet you in da whirlwind
Lord hear the way
Now dey ask you what

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin to cut 3 times in the room
Times in a room
Cause I spent 20 on my tires
30 to be icy
But me bein fly dats priceless
And I gave 40 to my side chick
50 to the wifey
But me bein fly dats priceless
Baby dats priceless

I′m so fly
Not to mention that I′m priceless
Heard of them
None like this
Thousand dollar jeans
2 nike′s
Prowlin in the club
Give a f**k about indictments
You can bartender but the drinks on me
2 magnums in my hand
Motha creeps motha freaks
Too much legal tender
So it′s raining bubbly
My ice the same color
How kelis used to be

HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE
Pop pop niggas ain′t even they spinnin
I made a make dollars
So it have to make sense
I′m born out liquor
I′m a dead president
All long day
All long die
Toe tag money see it fallin out da sky
Bitch if I′m priceless
Then burry me alive
My pockets like caskets
Death live inside

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin to cut 3 times in the room
Times in a room
Cause I spent 20 on my tires
30 to be icy
But me bein fly dats priceless
And I gave 40 to my side chick
50 to the wifey
But me bein fly dats priceless
Baby dats priceless

Alligator with da sways
50 on the carpet
All yellow hard 8s
Scarface white leather
Purple cush
Green all red shinin any weather
Customized jeeps for high priced life nigga
Get it till you can′t no mo
Shop till you can′t no mo
10 on some new shoes
50 on da boy
100 on some new jeans
And give a f**k bout the price
Precious little tight blue heart on my mike
She′ll get your whole life for a stack
Get yourself something nice

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin to cut 3 times in the room
Times in a room
Cause I spent 20 on my tires
30 to be icy
But me bein fly dats priceless
And I gave 40 to my side chick
50 to the wifey
But me bein fly dats priceless
Baby dats priceless

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

You know I know how*
The Club Can′t handle me right now
To make em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can′t even handle me right now
Watchin you I′m watchin you we go all out
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)

[Verse 1: ~Flo Rida~]
Hey
I own the light and I don′t need no help
Gotta be the feeling that scarface player
Stuntin go wild can′t handle this plan
Life of the club arrogant like yeah!
Top like money all the girls just melt
Want to 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 ridiclous
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 outt
The club can′t even handle me right now
Watchin you I′m watchin you we go all outt
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)

[Verse 2: ~Flo Rida~]
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 to I came no more
Celebrate cause that′s all I know
Tip the groupies takin off their clothes
Grand finale′ like superbowl
Go hard run the show
That′s right wild out got money to blow
More light more ice when I walk in the door
No hype I do it big all over the globe
Yeah!
I said it
Go tell it
Confetti
Who ready?
I′m ready!
You ready!
Let′s 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 we go all out
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)

[Verse 3:]
You got me watchin now (hey)
Got my attention now (hey)
Got everybody in the club wanting to know now
I am a ladies man
Come and be my lady and...
We can ball, soo, ahhhhhh
Bring ya body here let me switch up the atmosphere
Take you up out of this club and in my new limo
Fly you all around the world
What you want baby girl
Are you ready to go now!

You know I know how
To make em stop and stare as I zone outt
The club can′t even handle me right now
Watchin you watchin me we go all outt
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)
(Put your hands up!)
The club can′t even handle me right now (yeahhhhh)
(Put your hands up!)
Let′s celebrate now
(Put your hands up!)
You know who shut it down!

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

If you love somebody
Put a light in the air
From the hood to the stakes
Fry your finger in the air
Flo Rida up in here
Wyclef up in here

If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind

I try sticking to the rivers that I′m used to
But these tears got me searching for an inner tube
Witness my homies life shorter than my inner lose
Don′t wanna drown in my hurt cause it′s critical
I pop champagne, but still it′s a damn pain
Beedee I love you my sister died but it never changed
My last love that we just ditched in my brain
Give up the fortune and the fame to hear you say my name
The ghetto rough while the doff try purple rain
Lord knows I wish death never had a name
Our last breath that it never had a relevate
Wyclef, Flo Rida here to tell it man
To the left, move, hurt for suffering
I lose myself when I think about my people′s slain
If I could I′d rewind this whole thing

If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and I had try
Are you living up in this life?
I know if I could I′d pull it up and rewind

If I could take yesterday and place it in my palms
I anticipate the day like a school prom
Promise tomorrow what you think till you lose some
Big will I know heaven got the futon
Face good with the man paid your dues done
Wack your shows in Japan with me getting drunk
We had plans, plans change the new sun
The lord never leave us lonely when you lose one
If I could change the past, my people wouldn′t past
I wish life was TiVo and you could bring it back
I wish it all was remote and how the day be said
I were IP use it like its pixel flap
Pull up the hood times, pull up the good times
Everyday be forever when I′m puttin down
Showing off that′s the truth nah

If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and I had try
Are you living up in this life?
I know if I could I′d pull it up and rewind

If I had the gift be here I′d cure your mom from cancer
Take the Breena and stuck em up all with answers
Take the crack feen turn her into the prom queen
Have her graduate suma ku la day
But she so high that she′s riding on drug assist
Growing up like the women from the exorcist
Her heart stopped in the ambulance

If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I′d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and I had try
Are you living up in this life?
I know if I could I′d pull it up and rewind

@ Flo Rida

Текст песни:

I′m in the club
Kush got it burnin up
I′m poppin bottles n i′m fuckin up the furnituh
I′m in the club
Dj gon turn it up
Got a flock of models n we fuckin up the furnituh
All my niggas gettin money
(don′t know how to act)(x3)
30 dudes n we stuntin
(don′t know how to act)(x3)
Got a whole lotta hoes
(don′t know how to act)(x3)
Yea my pockets all swollen
(don′t know how to act)(x3)

@ Flo Rida