Lyrics:
(hey), hey (hey), hey, hey
Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Hey, rub my feet, gimme something to eat
Fix me
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my left low
I'm the boy that got dough
Talk to my dirty mo
Ooh, I'm gettin' it wit
[Intro] (Airplane taking off in background)
Miiiaaammmmiiii... (echo)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Miiiaaammmmiiii... [echo]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
some bet (Hey)
“Heads high kill ‘em with the no” (With the no)
N****s really wit' it on the low (Low, low)
This the shit that get her on the flo' (On
'em yellin', "Flo Milli shit" up in they face
And I'm stealin' the spot that these hoes wanna take
They be like how she nineteen with a coupe
these visas
On the interstate
If I'm on the road it's to get more pape
If it's on the flo I gotta get it, won't wait
She just wanna know why a nigga don't
to my mama
I thank God that He chose me as your kid Flo, yeah
Like if this was my last breath
You know the marathon continue like I'm nip
To all of my
(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)
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
(Ay, Ay)
Makers
Run that back, Turbo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I
the Cayenne, lil' bitch
I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by
Keep it swingin'
Why you trippin'
Hey we brothers
I'm like why you sniffin'
I got a snort headed motherfuckers!!
Niggas up to addict
But all you
The company of insane men
I be the reason niggas in the jeep tuck they chains in
Keep it swingin'
Why you trippin'
Hey we brothers
I'm like why you sniffin'
I
know
I'm up on a hoe
Uh
I just balled out in the mall, I'm in Neiman, I throw all my racks on the flo
Yuh
I just walked in Neiman these people be asking
is just the liftoff
I'm in love with hip-hop
My brain can never switch off
I'll probably write another as soon as I'm done with this song, ay
Hey, hey
probably an awful idea!
Now I'm the boss of a cursed pizzeria
I'm no villain
Just an innocent entrepreneur
I want to fill children with
Fun and with cheer!
gangsta
do your chain hang low
do it wobble to da flo'
do it shine in the light
is it platinum is it gold
could u throw it over ya shoulda
if your
different masters, make disasters
Get sold bloke liked to choke, made me pro
Broke the mold
I speak every single speech in the
Far reaches of the galaxy
I'm
on sangin' like, sangin' like
I hit that hoe by the head, arm, legs, and feet
I got the whole party jumpin' up, out they seat
Flo-ho, Harley freakin', bitch,
the bestest
And I love the way that we dress the freshest
You in the passenger, I'm driving in the R8
Bumping that brand new shizzle by the arcade
And I'm
by the author
Dripping to my feet
Like I took a dip inside the water
Like I took a dip inside the water
From the FLO
I ain't talking bout Miami Florida
just how we live in my genre
Who in the hell done paved the road wider?
There's only one flo and one rida
I'm a damn shame, order more champagne
Pull
to jock
But you sorta like the type that I would like to watch
Shake that, make that thang go to the flo'
I'm not Omarion but I could make you say OH
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