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Albums:

Tribute to Flo Rida (Wistle Wisl) · Rida's and Balla's (Mista Skrilla) · Waltzin' with Flo (Alan Dawson) · The Phlorescent Leech & Eddie/Flo & Eddie (Flo & Eddie) · The Best of Flo & Eddie (Flo & Eddie) · The History of Flo & Eddie & the Turtles (Flo & Eddie) · Flo'Ology (Floetry) · Flo'Ology (Floetry) · Flo'Ology (Floetry) · Only One Flo, Pt. 1 (Flo Rida) – and 90 other albums »


round and round

Flo Rida girl, you got me runnin' round hey
What a perfect misses, my misses still eat McDonalds
Taste delicious prim madonna knock this
the goons 'round me 
And yeah I rep my city, bitch 
I'm from Dade County 

[Flo-Rida] 
Ayy! 
Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
for sure.
Flo Rida, Groundhogs always show love before.
Dammit been paying dues, now its my time to blow.
Even when 50 come through, he don't roll no
up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County

Ay!
You can burn that now

[Chorus]
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow motion
(Flow 'round by the wind)
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow
Baby got his feelings hurt singing that old standard 
You can't break a rule that ain't been made 
By starlight chasing ponytails through mushroom
soft drop top that's fo sho.
Flo Rida, Groundhogs always show love before.
Dammit been paying dues, now it's my time to blow.
Even when 50 come
by Elen Levon
    Earthquake (remix) Lyrics
    by Eminem
    Cashin Out Lyrics
    by Wale
    Dumb Lyrics
    by Flo Rida
    100 Mill Lyrics
[Chorus: ]

Got my grab crap
Keep it next to my hip
I'm going to the airport
I'm going on a trip
I hope I don't get slip by the Feds
'Cause I got this
leaves these critics like
WOW the rangers did if now 
I'm young Corey You like my fitts
All up on the flo' showin off my kicks
Vlados hanging off
backstage and we smash the skins
Now scream my name like its bout to get wild
Now scream my name like its going out of style
Teach me how to scream
Teach
You better give respect to the ones that believed you
And were there by your side when the going got tough
And had your back when you got to fuck
Yeah, yeah..
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill (I'm going to kill [echoes])

[Verse One: Method Man]
ATL we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?

[CHORUS]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this
another job for the grave digger
I ain't going back behind the fences with the razors
If I'm locked up in the penitentiary, I can't make no paper
So
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
My job is to tell it like it is
See who the fuck I'ma jack today
Nigga broke, shit and it's early in the mornin'
Today I'm going to tell you
they mind on mack
I'm a Presidential playa, nigga you ain't know
G.I.N. branded up, going down fa' sho'

I'm out, H-Town
These niggas, need to know
you see to da E
Wiv da standard flo dat went 2 number 3
Wiv da mic in our hands
Going on angry
Yo 10 school m8s
Growing up daily
Non of ya'll
G.I.N. branded up, going down fa sho

[Hook: Track]
[Lyrical 187]
I passed that Harm Clark, and Buffalo and Few Quay
Woke up on the North, at Antoine
G.I.N. branded up, going down fa sho

[Hook: Track]
[Lyrical 187]
I passed that Harm Clark, and Buffalo and Few Quay
Woke up on the North, at Antoine
Getting up and going hard, I don’t need no Enzyte
Come across as very calm: mental state is Zen-like
Always had a lot of heart, never been the tin type
ain't take us long, to peep what's going on
The broke niggaz was weak, while the rich was strong we got it on

[Lil Mel]
By all means I had to get it,
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'