Álbum R.O.O.T.S. de Flo Rida - Canciones

R.O.O.T.S.

2009 |

Sello | Poe Boy Music

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Finally HereVer letra

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letra de Finally Here
(Chorus)
Hard to follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5
People keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sundown I'm grindin, tryin to make it by
Prayin for my shift to come and take away the pain
That day is finally here (x3)
New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain,
New wrist, knew that, knew this, finally here
That day is finally here (x2)
New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
New wrist, knew that, knew this

(Verse 1)
No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe
I-I-I know it's a struggle, but who the hell g'on do it for me
Who the hell g'on do it free
If I don't get up and bust my ass, that's my motto
I can't put my faith in the lotto, luck don't stay nowhere near where I go
Unless you ride that muthafucka
And you be lucky enough to get away, in the grave
What can I do, what can I say, I tried to get paid
But I got grazed, the bullet went through
But I ain't get paid,
Now what do I appreciate? My J-O-B
Hey boss, I'm comin in late

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Lil cousin got it right? and bike without no frame, ride the same rides without no brain?
Life ain't life, without no shame, if I make it out the hood, damn right I'm gon change
My cell phone number
But the area code still gon be 305 tho
My friends who was my friends just like my kin
Walked em in model?
But please wipe your feet on the rug
You can keep your shoes on, it's all love
Boy let me stop, I'm dreamin too much, now who the hell
?Gon give up a million bucks
Nobody but God, right now I could use me one of them black cards
I'm scarred, I fell apart, I came here with stars, it's hard huh?

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
F-F-F-Findin me
That day I been tryin to reach, that pay I been diein to see
Boy them folk wouldn't lie to me
I thought money ain't grow on trees
Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed
They quit, you can't see no leaves
Hold up, I need my versace's
Grace covers of magazines, my mother she proud of me
Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn't gon be shit
Big yachts, every day I get seasick, I was broke, the prefix
My book say "Why yall gave that nigga some cash?"
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? here it goes
Composición: Mark Spears, Sly JordanMúsicos invitados: 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By), Sly Jordan (Vocals [Additional])
JumpVer letra

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letra de Jump
Come on and jump
Jump jump jump jump

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

Now now we gon' take it to the roofs
E'rybody with me got they own parachute
Y'ain't scared of heights when you sippin' on Goose
Party all night like I'm flyin' Jet Blue

Y'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, stump to this man
Crump to this man, got another hit man

Hold up, I wanna go up, then wanna throw up
My clique pull up and every bad chick know us
Dance, the boy got us all feelin' high
Master shawty, I'm a astronaut

High rollin' baby like I'm chokin' on pot
Super Bowl blimp Goodyear on top
Could I be a bird? I gotta be fly
Butterfly and spur and I got a couple words

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

When the, when the, when the club jumpin' then I gotta be there
Check it out, shawty like Nike Air
Up, up and away, take it off like Nair
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's a fine somethin' lady
Can I get on your hot air balloons?

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, fly chickens up in NY

Jigga what, know the pimp war
Houston, we're gonna jump ship, all aboard
Port of Miami, women they parlay a thor'
Cali is jumpin', hit the switch on the 6-4

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

Jump jump jump
Come on and jump, jump, jump
Come on and jump, jump, jump

All my ladies
(Get down, get down, get down, down, down)
All my ladies
(Get down, get down, get down, down, down)

All the fellas
(Jump jump jump jump jump jump jump jump)
All the fellas, the ladies, the fellas, the ladies
(Jump jump jump jump jump jump jump jump)
Let me see you do it!

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party-arty insane
This party-arty insane, so jump jump jump jump!

Get down, get down, get down, down, down, down
Get down, get down, get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
a Na (x4)
Composición: Ester Dean, Mike Caren, Nelly Furtado, Oliver Goldstein, Travis BarkerMezclas: Demacio \, Fabian MarasciulloFeaturing: Nelly FurtadoMúsicos invitados: Ester Dean (Backing Vocals), Travis Barker (Drums), Mike Caren (Keyboards), Oligee (Keyboards), Ron Allen (3) (Percussion [Additional]), Demacio \ (Recorded By), James Ingram (4) (Recorded By [Additional]), Lake Curry (Recorded By [Assisted By]), Wynter Gordon (Vocals [Additional]), Oligee (Vocoder)
Gotta Get It (Dancer)
Composición: Mike Caren, Oliver GoldsteinMezclas: Fabian MarasciulloMúsicos invitados: Bonnie Mckee (Backing Vocals), Mike Caren (Keyboards), Oligee (Keyboards), Brian Warwick (Mixed By [Assisted]), 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)
ShoneVer letra

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letra de Shone
You can be my shone (x 12)

Heyyyy

[Verse 1:]
Ok lil mama I know your kind and I like 'em grown
Do this do that never hold back I think I'm ready come on
Sh-shorty I see you throwing that body, it's what I want
I gotta be in the zone let's start off sippin Patrone
However, whenever, whatever this here what I'm all about
Spit cheddar to whoever get better put on I'm a give you this crown
Forever and ever on schedule, yea baby I'm a take it to the top
I'm a take you to the spot
I'm a show you what I got
But you gotta make it drop,
Keep it poppin, never stop- hey
Action, no problem I really got dollars so baby get straight to the business
Poppin them collars a ho if I holla I'm lookin for shorties with thickness
I be your personal fitness
Girl I'm a get you addicted
So could it be mine, would you be mine, want you be mine, can you be mine

[Chorus: Pleasure P]
Can you be my action
Cause from the way that you're dancin I know you got it goin on tonight
Baby you can be my action
And I turn on the lights and cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my action
Heyyy (You can be my shone, you can be my shone)
You can be my, you can be my - we shonin'
Baby you can be my action
You can be my- whoaaa

[Verse 2:]
You can be my action
Penny size attraction
I really got a fetish she bowlegged that's my attraction
Set it off there baby with the blackberry that's my collection
Wanna do on everything that sexiness is my passion
Whatever you like, we turn off the lights go ahead show me you're back strong
The end of the night they keepin me right got stacks to blow like a saxophone
Do ya thang mama keep killing 'em
Dead presidents I'm peelin them
For the record ya know contestin so shorty keep grillin 'em
All the way all day don't play get to the point raise the temperature
So hot, celebrate gala lips wanna give you this cake let's get physical
Baddest in the club do that baby ooh too much
Test my luck let me touch be direct and let me come

[Chorus: Pleasure P]
Can you be my action
Cause from the way that you're dancin I know you got it goin on tonight
Baby you can be my action
And I turn on the lights and cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my action
Heyyy (You can be my shone, you can be my shone)
You can be my, you can be my - we shonin'
Baby you can be my action
You can be my- whoaaa

[Pleasure P:]
I live in Hollywood but I still be in the 'jects
Shawties wanna holla when they see what's on my neck
My money very long and I ain't gotta make it stretch
And when I say shone I be talkin bout sex
Say little mama you know I'm a make you holla
Walk in the club and we gon toss a couple dollas
Pop a few bottles make the hatas wanna follow
Ain't nothin wrong you grown, so baby can you be my

[Chorus: Pleasure P]
Can you be my action
Cause from the way that you're dancin I know you got it goin on tonight
Baby you can be my action
And I turn on the lights and cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my action
Heyyy (You can be my shone, you can be my shone)
You can be my, you can be my - we shonin'
Baby you can be my action
You can be my- whoaaa
Composición: Andre Harris (2), James Scheffer, Rex Zamor, Rico Love, Vidal DavisFeaturing: Pleasure P
Right RoundVer letra

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letra de Right Round
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Ke$ha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Flo Rida]
Hey
Hopped out of that house with my swagger
Hop in that with girl, I got places to go!
People to see, time is precious
I look at my crowd and they out of control
Just like my mind where I'm going
No women, no shorties, no nothin but clothes
No stoppin now, my parolees on role
I like my jewelry, that's always on gold
I know the storm is comin
My pockets keep tellin me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies that's home
Then pop in the night cuz it's meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin
It's platinum patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Ke$ha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Flo Rida]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain't nothin more beautiful to be found
It's goin down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain't nothin more beautiful to be found
It's goin down down

[Flo Rida]
Hey
Shawty must know I'm not playin
My money love her like a numba one fan
Don't look at my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin a dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my thing
Keep building castles that's made out of sand
She's amazing, the fire blazing
Hotter than
Girl won't you move a lil closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me
Like damn it I know you
You wanna show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your roper

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Ke$ha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Flo Rida]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain't nothin more beautiful to be found
It's goin down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain't nothin more beautiful to be found
It's goin down down

[Flo Rida]
I'm spendin my money
I'm out of control
Somebody help me
She's takin my bank roll
But I'm king of the club
And I'm wearin the crown
Poppin these bottles
Touchin these models
Watchin they asses go down down

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Ke$ha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

[Ke$ha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Composición: Aaron Bay-Schuck, Allan Peter Grigg, Bruno Mars, Justin Franks, Lukasz Gottwald, Phillip LawrenceMezclas: Serban GheneaFeaturing: KeshaMúsicos invitados: Dr. Luke (Drums), KoJAK (5) (Drums), John Hanes (Engineer), Dr. Luke (Keyboards), KoJAK (5) (Keyboards), Emily Wright (Recorded By), Sam Holland (Recorded By), Phillip Lawrence (Vocals [Additional])
R.O.O.T.S.Ver letra

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letra de R.O.O.T.S.
I'm talking 'bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from made me
I came from the bottom of the slums
But now I got me, me
That's because of my roots (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey, I can't be mad at what got me ahead
I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on overcoming stress
Top Ramen noodle soup, thank pappy for the fact I was fed
Look at me now but all before: Hey, Mr. Skid Row
The dirty south ain’t just a name the way I've been poor
The projects brown and white, I call it Gizmo
Went from a Gremlin' to them cars in Jigga's video
Can't find a meal to a mil, only God know it
No record deal to a deal, I work hard for it
Can I live too? I'm living like my momma told it
Before you reap it, gotta sew it

I'm talking 'bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from made me
I came from the bottom of the slums
But now I got me, me
That's because of my roots (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey, still on my Kunta Kinte
Somebody had to bleed just for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her staying safe
Oh, yeah, I had to grieve, but I'm stronger to this day
Pain, I can't ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistaking for courage, victory so gorgeous
Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any forest
Hunger gave me the wish, but the bottom is so important
37 ave and 187 street
Miami, Carol City, now I'm part of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, what is love without jealousy
There’s only five letters really help me

I'm talking 'bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from made me
I came from the bottom of the slums
But now I got me, me
That's because of my roots (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey, I know the seeds been planted
It's damaging my soul, but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper than Earth's planet
What could I want more than redoing? I never panic
Gets no lower than the ground beneath your feet
A man will stand for nothing if he falls for defeat
A boulder in the hand better than all in the street
If you look beneath the sand, then we all need a crease
Roots before the branches, roots before the mansions
Roots before your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
Roots with your grandparents, roots under your canvas
Roots whether you black, white, or Spanish

I'm talking 'bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from made me
I came from the bottom of the slums
But now I got me, me
That's because of my roots (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talking 'bout roots
Composición: Jean \Mezclas: Fabian MarasciulloMúsicos invitados: Brian Warwick (Mixed By [Assisted]), 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)
Be On YouVer letra

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letra de Be On You
Feat Ne-Yo

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh yeah yeah yeah

[Ne-Yo Chorus]
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, 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 Chorus]
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 Chorus]
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

[Ne-Yo]
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)
I just wanna be, I just wanna be

[Ne-Yo Chorus]
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

"Be on you", yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Composición: Mikkel S. Eriksen, Shaffer Smith, Tor Erik HermansenMezclas: Fabian MarasciulloFeaturing: Ne-YoMúsicos invitados: Mikkel S. Eriksen (Instruments [All]), Tor Erik Hermansen (Instruments [All]), Mikkel S. Eriksen (Recorded By)
Mind On My MoneyVer letra

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letra de Mind On My Money
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl

See don't leave home without it, out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American express, all good-ood-ood
But I need that cash in my hand point blank
Smell, it touch it, ru-ru-rub it, hug it, lu-lu-luv it
Number one subject, keep me rubbing
G-G5 on the jet to Dublin
I need that money,
Man people say wait I think we cousins
No you aint,
I don't wanna break you off, I got cash to floss
You cant gank the boss with that game-game
Bank tryna count my change-change
Stretch that paper with my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like number one, lac or the range
Rambo cat, with everything
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese , I got the light dough
All these P's, I got the beef flow
Shawty if you wanna roll, lil mama lets go
My pockets is swoll, get rid of your clothes
Your bumpin that Hov, get none of my dollars
You already know, I got my...

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl

Do-do-do it for the streets-streets,
Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat
Couldve bought me a Bentley Gt,
but I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats
Feel like a king when im on South Beach
Living that dream of this M.O.B.
Get-getting that CREAM while I travel overseas
Feeling them beats with the face of a queen
Elizabeth, a little bit
Need all my gwap, Im loving it
Short to the hood, im thugging it
Wife beater off in public
Got more G's than a government
From the projects but I aint struggling
Get it popping, champagne bubblin
Rent copies, went so Southern
Just bought a resort and im on three acres
Go to New York and rock fuscia gators
Dance aboard, six grand to the waiters
Passport, I get it like the Lakers
Off of the porch where they think about paper
Don't need to fuck when I eat with the majors
Passport says I get rent in Malaysia
All over Asia, cuz my...

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl

Where all my NY-NY people getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash
Where all my LA-LA people counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks
Where all my MIA people that's throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash
Where all my H-Town people making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
Composición: Eric Hudson, Noel \Mezclas: Fabian MarasciulloMúsicos invitados: Detail (2) (Backing Vocals), Brian Warwick (Mixed By [Assisted]), 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)
AvailableVer letra

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letra de Available
(Flo Rida)
It's the time, it's the right time
It's the time, yo it's the perfect time
Yo, it's the time, it's the right time
It's the time, baby baby baby
I'm a single man
Now lets 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

Cuz I aint 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 ya later, maybe I can see ya, lady

(Akon)
I'm finally free and I'ma get right tonight
I'm finally free and I'ma get right tonight
I'm so available, I'm so available
So come and get me

(Flo Rida)
If you a single girl
Up in the club lookin for love then come and bring it, girl
This is the song, now turn it up and come and sing it, girl
And if your man blow up your phone, turn off your ringer, girl
Turn off your ringer

Cuz I aint got no girlfriend, you aint got one either
If you got a girlfriend, baby wont you bring her
If you got a ex, leave your ex at home
And if he instant message, throw away your cell phone

(Akon)
I'm finally free and I'ma get right tonight
I'm finally free and I'ma get right tonight
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

(Akon)
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

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 finally free, I'm finally free, I'm finally free, I'm finally free,
I'm finally free (repeat free and fade)

Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh,
Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh

(Flo rida)
I'm so available
Ain't got a girlfriend
Single man we can do whatever tonight
Lets throw a party
I'm a bachelor let it loose if you like
So free I want to paint it on my maybach (night?)
Women that like
Women excite
Women my type
Women tell I want 'em in the mix
Patron and sliced lemons
Sure they get me right
Tryin' to jam like Russ Simmons
Visit my website
Turn on your Skype wit' me
Celebrate I'm feelin' my best
Surprise quickly get rid of my stress
Then I'm gon' move onto my next mission
Shorty hit me up we can do it its all love
I'm ballin' its all cus'
Composición: Aliaune \, Will AdamsMezclas: Dylan DresdowFeaturing: AkonMúsicos invitados: Bruno Mars (Backing Vocals), Phillip Lawrence (Backing Vocals), Joe Peluso (Mixed By [Assisted]), Padraic Kerin (Recorded By), Will I Am (Recorded By), 4Mil (Recorded By [Additional]), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By [Additional]), Natalia Cappuccini (Vocals [Additional])
Touch Me
Composición: Benjamin Levin, Lukasz GottwaldMezclas: Serban GheneaMúsicos invitados: Benny Blanco (3) (Drums), Dr. Luke (Drums), Benny Blanco (3) (Keyboards), Dr. Luke (Keyboards), Emily Wright (Recorded By), Lukasz Gottwald (Recorded By), Sam Holland (Recorded By), KoJAK (5) (Recorded By [Assisted]), Tatiana Gottwald (Recorded By [Assisted]), Flo Rida (Vocals), Kesha (Vocals)
NeverVer letra

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letra de 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

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 I'm 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
Composición: Happy PerezMezclas: Fabian MarasciulloMúsicos invitados: Bonnie Mckee (Backing Vocals), Brian Warwick (Mixed By [Assisted]), 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)
SugarVer letra

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letra de Sugar
Wynter:
My lips like sugar
My lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung
This candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar
So call me your sugar
You love you some
You love you some
I'm sweet like...

Dae! double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
Sugar...

Flo-Rida:
Hey I got a mouth full of cavities
Sweet tooth for the mama like sugar to me
So in love with her lips, got a bug in her ear
So shorty gotta kiss it`s an emergency

Spritz sprawl for the taste addicted to her gloss
smile this way, maybe I'll wipe it off
with my tongue in your face
I love that mistletoe sippin Gran Marnier,
I'm a fan all day
Do me that favor cuz I like your flavor

My managed behavior, I'm into you major
Sweetest of flavors that's good for this player
My hood now or later, throw back like a pager
Pretty much, you give me a sugar rush

Lil mama you give me high blood pressure when you
blush
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch,
shorty that's what`s up

Wynter:
My lips like sugar
My lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung
This candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar
So call me your sugar
You love you some
You love you some
I'm sweet like...

Dae! double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
Sugar...

Flo-Rida:
Sh Shorty would you mind cuz I want me some
Now or later I don't wanna have to wait you the one
You`re vicious oh so delicious
Can't help my interest, can`t beat addiction

Wanna piece through 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
Never without trip, I'm a lip biting beast

Smile for them things, all 42 teeth
Squeeze the sugarcane on your mouth must be
Ain't you mama syrup sticky you smack free
like taffy but classy get at me

I`ll gladly let you lower like this
but your lips they'll do me fine
now baby don't trip with the juicy kind
get flip on the grid, you ain't lyin

Wynter:
My lips like sugar
My lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung
This candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar
So call me your sugar
You love you some
You love you some
I'm sweet like...

Dae! double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
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
My lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung
This candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar
So call me your sugar
You love you some
You love you some
I'm sweet like...

Dae! double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
double dee double dae (I'm sweet like...)
double dee double dae
Sugar...
Composición: Carlos Battey, Mike Caren, Montay Humphrey, Steven BatteyMezclas: Fabian MarasciulloFeaturing: Wynter GordonMúsicos invitados: Brian Warwick (Mixed By [Assisted]), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)
RewindVer letra

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letra de Rewind
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 it's 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
Composición: Johnny Mollings, Leigh Elliott, Lenny Mollings, Maurice Carpenter, Theron Thomas, Timothy Thomas, Wyclef JeanMezclas: Manny MarroquinFeaturing: Wyclef JeanMúsicos invitados: Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted]), 4Mil (Recorded By), Juan Pablo Negrete Ortiz (Recorded By)