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Tribute to Flo Rida (Wistle Wisl) · Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast (Airbourne) · Rida's and Balla's (Mista Skrilla) · Sex: Too Fast to Live Too Young to Die (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Too Fast to Live, Too Young to Die (Robert Gordon) · Live Fast, Die Fast (G.G. Allin) · Live Fast Die Fast (Wolfsbane) · Too Much, Too Little, Too Late (Johnny Mathis) · Waltzin' with Flo (Alan Dawson) · The Phlorescent Leech & Eddie/Flo & Eddie (Flo & Eddie) – and 90 other albums »
Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad Dade County, I do this fo' us Listennn [Brisco] Yuh, I got money too Bris', I be comin' through Ca$h-Money,
me too So I can count a B cashing hundreds on you to I get dirty money bitches know with Ciroc on my rida' On the stage gettin' with Diddy Nicki
That's what about rep that A-P-T's Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy Triple C's the second, I get it fo'
Well tell em who ya is shawty) Don Dadda, Donk Rida (See what did, I said, imma go and get me a ill nigga who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside
to make people remember me Fast like Flo Jo crazy like Cujo Both I know and you know That I'm numero uno My crew is numero Order in the court
It will make you lazy I really should have listened 'Cause she might have saved me But I was too young And I was too, too crazy But I got so
to pass by Lookin at the hourglass, I See how fast time fly I keep a strong will to live I be a old man with a lotta game to give I'll make the kids do
(Mixx scratches "Yakety Yak") Brother Marquis: When you're told to do something by your mom and dad Don't frown in their face or get mad Because
gang, die for connect gang Throw up spot slang, watch and let my nuts hang Down with the 1-O, meet me in the jungle Fly, gettin high by
thang And it ain't no rules when you in this game Gunblast echo fast and all I seen was loose cash I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab
And where ganna be great together [x6] Where ganna be beautiful together [x3] And let me show you what I can do [x3] Let me show you how fast I can get
it tonight (what else) Only sixteen, way too tight But age ain't nothin' but a number- number Baby got her hair done by Shanda- Shanda Nine nine
mesmerized by my wrist When I step in the club, blingin like this While the bass pumpin the tweeters hits Hit to the ear tryin to work my twist Hey
too Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you Twice in you Psycho bitches, psycho bitches [x2] Let me show you how fast I can get to your heart
law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid The word on the street's is that I done came up too fast Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul Playa haters wanna cut
the shear excel, Comes from another world, you no my lyrics being held to sell, I'm too hot for most, Never boast, Tonight's the night to get high
dirty-ass ho. Yeah. Stop by that convenience store and pick up them rubbers - magnum I hope. This is Phazon Love and uhh, I love hoes. I just don't pay
on the dash and wheezed out, "c'mon man, make this motherfucker mash!" Ain't gon' mash too fast, cause my tags ain't right Me and Jesus the Pimp in a '79
too fast Dr. No couldn't tell which way was the blast Money, cash (ching-ching) money, cash, hoes I be the cold nigga leavin' your whole block froze
[Intro] *kicking down a door* (Pooh-Man) Bitch where the motherfuckin son at? (Too $hort's Bitch) He not here ahhh it hurts! (Pooh-Man) Old Skool