Lyrics:
somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it
Hey ladies drop it down
Just want to see you touch the ground
Don't be shy girl go Bananza
Shake ya body like a belly dancer
Hey ladies drop it down
's the boss)
Give me the go ahead (you know we global)
Dj Khaled, Flo-Rida, ya know how it is
Baby you need international phone call to call me
It's global
day, all day
And baby we can do it your way
I dutty whine for you baby
Flo Rida get low for me baby
Busta Rhymes make it clap for you baby
On time
pants
We've been here grinding ever since the beginning
But this story isn't close to the ending
It's our time to pursue what we're made for
So get down
me sight
Origini F.)lo rida boy
Ya know it comes tolls
Don't mess wit de'vil then I really gotta get lil ill
Cause I can play note tote that fye we
take you on a trip to the FLO-rida
You've been a million times, but you're still so excited
If it makes you happy, then you know that I'm bout it
Her
biscuits
You feeling froggy, all you gotta do is yell, "Ribbit"
Turn ya ass to a statue, like an exhibit
Now let's get it
Let me at 'em, leave my cage
on her knees
I'm ready if it's a problem, she sexy, Flo Rida hotter
Come test me get that revolver, ya messy just like a mobster
My broads deserve
dog I gotta
Get it or it going to be a motherfucking problem
Life is real I got a lot of bad bitches so why my mind stuck on this one
I mean the pussy
window
That I will Keep it closed
But you know I
Keep you in my senses
The fights we had we always had to get some more pretentious
And now You gotta wake
to collect
Gotta pay the girl when she drop it to the flo
And she pick it up slow bring it back once mo yea
Bring your friend cuz you're both getting wrecked
International Future, Future Hendrix
Flo Rida global, all across America
We're here together
Gonna take it to the next level
Tattoo angels,
the way, you know Flo-Rida? Well, that's my cuz" (of course)
From the jump knew there was something off about this guy
But lemme peep through the door before
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
nobody get shot
Lip pounds on me
I love it how a mami went around on me
So I never get enough of yelling, ven aqui
Officer on duty, J.Lo what they call
Chick chick run it
Chick run it
Chick chick run it
Girl get sassy
Get sassy
Fall in line
Dip dip pause
Dutty wine
You’re the true definition of a rida
on her knees
I'm ready if it's a problem, she sexy, Flo Rida hotter
Come test me get that revolver, ya messy just like a mobster
My broads deserve
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
only cash [X2]
Everythin' safe, gotta walk-in safe
Treadmill rapper still runnin' in place
All these meals I can share my plate
Flo Rida full yeah
can't be loyal to a hoe (Nah)
Yeah, and all my bros stick to the code
I call her Flo Rida 'cause shawty going low (Ay)
Take it slow or we can go real fast
hoes up like Takis
Fock me
Y'all passing bars like law school
Passing bars like it's a damn Wonka tour
Passing punchlines like a whole clown school
Gotta
on my face
That's how I get my mug on
Keep that 40 cal on my waist
I get my slug on eastside fools gang
That's how I get my Blood on
Blood know what it is
that's what you get
when you leta nigga lick that clit
do you like it? (yeah)
want to a nigga to bite it? (hell yeah)
from the ceiling
To the flo
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