Lyrics:
Miiiaaammmmiiii
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
the universal man works wonders
Mic and hand breakin land, rockin up from down under
[Crunch Extraordinare]
I got sound control and I'm kinda slick wit it
freestyle flow (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Just a couple of motherfuckers that I know (uh)
I'm strictly representin'
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got
All your songs put me to sleep
Your engineer produce sedation
In here spittin on that heat
Look like the beat produced by satan
I know you think you
[Chorus:]
Now hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance
on the flo
I'm Gucci Fendi Prada
Diamonds dancing to the song
In my Balenciagas
Ay in my balenciagas
Ay
I said I'm back on my shit
Tell by my drip
I got
in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit
J'rêve de plages à Copa cabana
En fumant la Havana
2 Sacs de marijuana
L'instumental c'est une corrida
Son d'été S/o Flo Rida
On boit la Margarita
again, I'm off the job like the mob.
Hey, no prob', many solved, on the knob, make 'em soft, drob.
What you gotta deal with is real, made of steel.
You
full yeah I already ate
Plenty to give or take I'm bout business
Make no mistake hey this serious this real estate
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My postition I'm cuttin cake
partners
Shawty you see all that ass poking out them Dolce Gabbana's
Hey as soon as she get in I'm a find her ass
The first record the DJ spend I'm behind
clear so invariably
I'm always meditating seek clarity
Laugh at the haters with hilarity
Apparently, my type of mind is a rarity
So I'm choosing to flo
They'll never see it through my minds eye
Blinded by the pipe I'm
Choking on the gas in Heinz sight
My German vision
Means natural precision
A blind
think about money when I'm sleepin' and I'm woke (for real though)
On that Detroit shit, bitch, this on the flo' (uh)
Ballin' on these fuck niggas
(motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)
Hey! Hey! Let me
the ceiling
To the flo
Till that hoe don't want no more
That bitch better have my dough
suck it(repeated over)
lick it (repeated over)
I smoke by myself
booth
Bro is the truth
Should stay tuned to the tunes
Stanning that man is the move, yo
Fiya B got the Flo-da turn the show up
So tell me do you know
discussion bitch I'm bussing
I ain't taxing why you tucking
If you really hustling
You can get them cheaper by the dozen
Nothing cheap is what I'm puffing
That
Ain't no way
To get you out of me
Baby, there ain't no way
In the whole wide world
I'm about to see
By and by
You're all I ever need
Baby,
Dont give a fuck bout whatchu sayin
(Dont give a fuck bout whatcha sayin)
Bitch I came in with them bands
Drank wastin all on my pants
Onna dance flo
trending
I'm almost there
Numbers don't lie
Hey, let's count
Then after some easy wings
I'll be easy dreaming
I speak power from my mouth, but you don't hear
got me insane
This party got me insane, so jump jump jump jump
[Flo Rida]
Now I'm gon take it to the roof
Everybody with me got they own parachute
know what we came fo'
Straight from the no to the dance flo'
I'm only here to party so playa don't sweat me
You need to check your girl
You betta tell
niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for
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