Mail On Sunday de Flo Rida

Listado de Canciones

1. American Superstar

   Letra

   [Lil Wayne] Look at me bitch Look at me bitch Look at me bitch American superstar.. [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
2. Ack Like You Know

   Letra

   Ain't no need to ask why I let them rubber bands fly I let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey My whole squad iced out My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey Why ask a question that already got an answer? End of discussion, meet the polar bears you pandas Rubberband bananza When I'm in the land of 20 grand a stander? Make you understand us I'm sorry if you ain't got ya stacks up Tell yo click to patch up That envy get you patched up Dog, y'ain't ready for this Machine thang ready to spit I ain't just tellin' you shit Peat game look at my wrist Flo Rida franchise, I'm like the pizza man All about cheese, full of dough Let me [grease?] ya hands [Mobile?] I ain't local Ghetto nigga, done wit postal Stuntin' hard, that's my focal Now my cash goin' coastal Ain't no need to ask why I let them rubber bands fly I let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey My whole squad iced out My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey The world don't revolve around me That's what the haters say 'til that revolve around me Fort Knox, I'm in the spot Big knocks, right off the block Closed shop, come in that drop Hoes flock, givin' me props I used to be gross, 'til that income grossed Me enough to toast, like I'm on the sitcoms Champagne overdose East Coast, West Coast Came in the game, wit a remote Turn on my fame, I got to glow A project dude? The new dollar signs All this from on the grind All this from writing rhymes Silver shoe boxes, big faces on my watches Seven figures that's the object No more [carrying a?] sausage Ain't no need to ask why I let them rubber bands fly I let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey My whole squad iced out My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey Flo Rida so abusive to them Ben Franks Rubber bands flyin' like the pilot had too many dranks Turbulence, she makin' it bounce I got the best seat in the house Twerking it, I'm losing count She workin' for that dollar 'mount A privilege just to be a prospector, ballin Mo' issues a pistol fallin' Official, the shot callin' Holdin' it down, settin' it off Money to floss, bitch I'm a boss Takin a loss, no matter the cost Women to toss, I live in a [loft?] Carol City, doing big thangs, baby Them Dade County streets raised me Ever since the early 80's APT's, live in the hood Triple beams, slangin' that good Krispy Kreme, where I stood Livin' the dream, just like I should Ain't no need to ask why I let them rubber bands fly I let them rubber bands fly Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey My whole squad iced out My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know Hey
3. Elevator

   Letra

   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 My second floor, stuck on the dime piece My third floor, stuck on the hood rat My 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! My first floor, stuck on the gold digger My second floor, stuck on the dime piece My third floor, stuck on the hood rat My 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 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 Pure uncut stay home with a J 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! My first floor, stuck on the gold digger My second floor, stuck on the dime piece My third floor, stuck on the hood rat My 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
4. Roll

   Letra

   (feat. Sean Kingston) [Intro: Sean Kingston (Flo Rida)] Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man) Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon Lemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Dey go! It's Kingston & Flo Rida (Flo Rida) Kingston & Flo Rida (Sean Kingston) Kingston & Flo Rida (J.R. on da track, Poe Boy) Kingston & Flo Rida (let's get it!) [Chorus x2: Sean Kingston] Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man) Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon Lemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Dey go! [Verse: Flo Rida] Hey... I could beat a man, dat's a shawty undastand it Roll da police, when da feda jock panic Pull ova, Flo Rida can handle it 'Gon place ya bets, or we betta yet alan it City to Vegas, God's 2 bust it babies I stay on da tragic, your pretty p***y from Haden Rappas' tables invaded, great, watch it belated Block paper, I make it so I been gamblin' lately Yeah, we could play seen-o You can be my ginger Sam rock steam, shawty, I supply the dealas I gotta thank my no-go Bumpin' of da game pit Boss, ghetto boss, 'gon show me I'm da man [Chorus x2: Sean Kingston] Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man) Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon Lemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Dey go!
5. Low

   Letra

   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 Reeboks 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 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 oh 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 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 Reeboks 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 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 over, 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 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 Reeboks 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 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 Gal 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 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 Reeboks 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
6. Priceless

   Letra

   (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 a row times in a row cuz 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 probly takin out the garbage I know dem boys snitchin cuz they're scared of 1st degree but you can tell em f.e.d's im 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 where the world went 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 a row times in a row cuz 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 im priceless ya aint never seen heard of them none like this thousand dollar jeans air force 2 nike's prowlin in the club give a f**k about indictments scuse' me bartender but the drinks on me 2 magnums in my hand one fo creeps one fo freaks too much legal tender so its raining bubbly my ice the same color how kelis used to be HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE Pop pop niggas aint even they spinnin I made a make dollars So it have to make sense Im born out liquor Ima dead president All of um dead All of um died Toe tag money see it fallin out da sky Bitch if im 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 a row times in a row cuz 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 wit 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 cant no mo shop till you cant 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 a row times in a row cuz 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
7. Ms. Hangover

   Letra

   [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]
8. Still Missin

   Letra

   My lawnmower home, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. My rake's in the shed, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. Plow in the world, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. I'm 'bout to lose my head 'cause my hoe's still missin, like it's greener on the other side. I take care of the yard, everyday, I don't know why my hoe got missin. My rake in good condition, my lawnmower in position. I ain't done a damn thing wrong for my hoe to get up and get missin. Now I'd be wrong if I was to dig up the dirt and I saw for myself then witness. Well I'd tell you about my hoe, never had restrictions. I guess more green was her attention, I shoulda kept that hoe in the kitchen. Got me on a mission, left my shed without permission. I'm sheddin' tears messin up my vision, this hoe gon' make me go to prison. My lawnmower home, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. My rake's in the shed, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. Plow in the world, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. I'm 'bout to lose my head 'cause my hoe's still missin, like it's green on the other side. That hoe cost me my job, I'm afraid I shoulda learned mo' about the business. A hoe is good for diggin', I shoulda know this from the beginnin'. I don' got caught slippin' now I'm trippin out the door somebody else found interest. Throw my hoe until I found out until I find out different. Better to know then have intuitions. Who been in my yard, why would anybody split us apart. I never thought that hoe would get to my heart, I found out right off this bitch came from a bar? Why this hoe ain't in somebody garage. I was a gentlemen right from the start. Ever since I put the hoe in my touch, now this bitch won't even spare me the rod. My lawnmower home, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. My rake's in the shed, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. Plow in the world, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. I'm 'bout to lose my head 'cause my hoe's still missin, like it's green on the other side. 7 years now it's all over, now hold on goin' gotta feel me brah. Left my home, no sign of luck. I try to drink petron so all the memories gone. All the pain I'm trying to pour it in my cup. Bought the hoe my last couple of bucks. Lost a hoe I never felt this crush, like cushion a dutch, never this much. If I woulda known my hoe was just temporary. And I ain't talking about the hoe you find in the dictionary. I feel like going to war like the military. Somebody gon' have to visit the cemetery. My lawnmower home, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. My rake's in the shed, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. Plow in the world, but my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin', my hoe's still missin'. I'm 'bout to lose my head 'cause my hoe's still missin, like it's greener on the other side.
9. In The Ayer

   Letra

   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 im 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/Tiffany Villarreal ][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 im at a ball game do my thang Hands up high i got money in tha bank Im 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) Im hood so its really unfair (unfair) Shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) We aint gonna treat our city like the mayor(mayor) [chorus: Will.I.Am/Tiffany Villarreal ][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 Its a stick (a stick up stick up) Its a stick up just to tha ceilin man
10. Me & U
11. All My Life

    Letra

    [Chorus:] All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on The hood never caused but they all was hard His kind never represented love at all Purple hearts in the hood, them ghetto scars Where every time I see my daddy it was just a mirage Now my mammy need a mechanic when the car wouldn't start I couldn't understand it, even told it to god Now my family in jeans, headed straight to the top Access granted with this empty can of starch No not the [?] liquor store got robbed Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block Surrounded by the stars them dirty cars Dreadlocks in the grill try to camouflage Gotta make it out for real for I be at large I wrote XXL in the view of my squad Got a record on the shelf they say I'm good at the mall Gotta learn to help myself no sugar to borrow Cause... All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on A four course meal every first of the month Everybody in the projects family home Don't know you till the DJ like I want some But before thanksgiving, was a catholic nun Crabs in the bucket dirty 11 to 1 Without the struggle probably never woulda heard of lebron Try and juggle in the casket with ya sister lavonne Suicide, live lavish at the tip of my tongue Only thing come to ratchet was the 23rd song Yeah it coulda been tragic for the boy from the scums Yeah he got the craftmatic no rest till I won Life took a stab at him couldn't punch him alone Born near the savages kinda made me numb Two doors from where the dope boi magic was slung It was real not a fancy, they'd kill ya for crumbs Only reason why I rap, keep from being a bum Cause... All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on Sitting here, reminiscing, Of all the nights I had to grind Taking chances with the system, I put my whole life on the line All my life know it ain't been sweet All my life I been in the streets All my life up against concrete All my life mama gave me the speech All my life somebody died every week All my life ducking the police All my life without soda I weeped All my life no first class seats All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on All my life, had to hustle just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment I been waiting on
12. Don't Know How To Act
13. Freaky Deaky

    Letra

    [Chorus:] Ass shaken at a quarter to 2 and I'm feelin your ready to Freak me Freak me Body's caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting up Freaky Deaky I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up Freaky You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so Freaky Deaky [Verse 1:] Legs up on my shoulder If you want I'll bend you over Climb on top of me it's over Let you ride me ride me I'm teach you yoga let you meet my freaky solider We might end up on the sofa doin the nasty nasty Girl if I give you that (tounge) Lick you all over be makin you (cum) You tell a friend now she gone wanna (come) That's how Flo-Rida be havin em' (sprung) Screamin all way to the top of yo (lungs) Scratchin my back cause this dick is the bomb Tappin that ass on that Don Perrion You are the guest girl I'm not even done I got yo [Chorus:] Ass shaken at a quarter to 2 and I'm feelin your ready to Freak me Freak me Body's caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting up Freaky Deaky I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up Freaky You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so Freaky Deaky [Verse 2:] Sweatin down ya body Come here girl I want ya body Promise I won't tell nobody if you Sex me Sex me Yea I know you probably got a man But you's a hottie Long legs like Kyla Marie look so Tasty Tasty I wanna get you so (wet) Outta control when I kiss on yo (neck) Girl I'm a pro if you ready to (flex) Any position I stroke it the (best) Play with that kitty up under yo (dress) Shorty I really know how to (caress) Give you them hickies all over yo (breast) Takin no pity get pretty unstressed I'll have yo... [Chorus:] Ass shaken at a quarter to 2 and I'm feelin your ready to Freak me Freak me Body's caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting up Freaky Deaky I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up Freaky You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so Freaky Deaky [Verse 3:] Fienin for my thuggin Lots of rubbin lots of touchin Now ya hot just like a oven Girl ya (horny horny) Freaky Deaky lovely Ecstasy before we cutting Leave ya navel like I'm grubbin If I (eat you eat you) I ain't just bumpin my gums Girl it's whatever we on that patron Whole nother level lil mama it's on Ohhh you like that haaaaaaaaaa Don't you fight back unhhh hunnnnh Throw it right back or sum Layin that pipe like a plummer If you hid it from yo mama got yo... [Chorus:] Ass shaken at a quarter to 2 and I'm feelin your ready to Freak me Freak me Body's caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting up Freaky Deaky I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up Freaky You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so Freaky Deaky
14. Money Right

    Letra

    I got my money right, I ain't nothin nice, it's goin down tonight, that's what the bitches like all day long [Chorus: Flo Rida] I got my money right, I ain't nothin nice, it's goin down tonight, that's what the bitches like all day long, I ain't here for nothin baby, all day long, I ain't here for nothin only cash [X2] [Flo Rida] Everythin safe, gotta walk-in safe Treadmill rapper still runnin in place All these meals I can share my plate Flo Rida full yeah I already ate Plenty to give or take I'm bout business Make no mistake hey this serious this real estate [? ] My postition I'm cuttin cake I'm the chef in the kitchen late On my recipe bill gates on the essence I'm all the way Don't worry bout a dolla don dolla with the product? Ain't no problem if you starta you a starter you get hot up Grand pieces I got em I get em ballin like somethin Consider the show stoppa I'm all in the damn profit [Chorus] [Brisco:] My life is straight I'm livin good I ain't hurtin for nothin I knock the riches in them word but I'm workin with somethin The escalade all pearl, you control it with buttons They keep the tabs on they curb when I come through stuntin That's Brisc best to believe it seatin on? I'm the don take it or leave it, throw it in ya face Big Bs makin it rain no need to hate Got beef, loadin them thangs, grip the whole case I got my money right and I'm livin up some rubba bands Hit the club [? ] bet I spend a couple grand (couple grand) [? ] When I'm on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man [Chorus] [Rick Ross:] Ricky Ross [? ] my jeans I'm gettin brain everyday Bitches thicka than venus I told Serina she can train Got my money like a train...