Flo Rida Album

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Lil Wayne:]
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
I'm An American Superstar

[CHORUS: x2]
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Flo Rida:]
Heavy Metal For Them Boys
Slanging Pedals For The Cash
Got An Appetite For Destruksion
You Can Call Me Axcel
Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Done Done
Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Do Well
Ask Me Were The Bricks Come From
That's What A Snitch Nikka Do They Tell
I Don't Want Nothing To Do With That Deal
If It's Selected I'm Bringing Them Shells
Only Position For Me Is A Playa
That's Right Playa
Better Get It Right Playa
I Have To Be In Emergency
Lucky For You If I'm Blowing My Trees
Come On My Nerve
No Regular me
It's Somebody Shawty With Me On Her Knees
I'm Ready If There's A Problem
She Sexy Flo Rida Holla
Don't Test Me Get That Bro Harda
Get Messy Just Like A Mobster
My Brawls Deserve Lobsters
You Clowns Deserve Choppas
You Serve Like Jimmy Hoppa
American Showstoppa

[CHORUS: x2]
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Lil Wayne:]
Look At Me Bitch
Look At Me Bitch
I got Money On Money On Money On Money
On Top Of More Money On Top Of My Shit Like Flies
Open That Ferriar F5 Like Eyes
Up And Down Ocean Drive
Jumping Out That MayBach With A Bitch Way Back To Tease Them Tighs
She Got A Tattoo On Her Booty And It Say 305
DJ Khalid Say It's A Movie Now Don't Forget Your Line
Cause You Don't Want Me to Edit Before We Roll The Credits
Bitch Give Me My Credit
I'm So Energetic
I'm Fucking Like Rabbits Smoking On Lettuce
But What Ever I Want I Get It
I Meant It If I Said It
And I Say I Keep Pumping I Ain't Talking Unleaded
If You Want It Come Get It
Cause Boy I'm Ready
I Get It Fast Fetty
They Should Call Me Tom Petty
Got Two Bitches One Peanut Butter Jelly
I'm An American Gangsta Already
And I'm An American Superstar

[CHORUS: x2]
[Flo Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hoppin' out the whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures

[Lil Wayne:]
I'm An American Superstar
Yeah
I'm An American Superstar
Yeah
I'm An American Superstar
Yeah
Baby I'm An American Superstar
Yeah Uh Hu

(feat. T-Pain)

[Chorus:]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
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 (Ayy)
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 1:]
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 ooo
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
I'm a 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

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
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
(Ayy)
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 2:]
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 ova, 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

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
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 (Ayy)
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 3:]
Whoa
Shawty
Yea 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,
Tatto 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
Gah it was fly just like my glock

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
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 (Ayy)
She hit the flo (She hit the flo)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

C'mon

(feat. Timbaland)

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 step want a gold digging woman
Money cash flow all big faced honeys
Frontin' on the floor 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 up on my money
Louie Von [? ]
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 with her name on a cake
If I ever play for grade A

Got you stuck on my
On my elevator
Get it up, on my elevator
Check it out!

First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cause
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my...

She got her nails fixed, she got her hair fixed
She gotta 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 turned to Internet hottie
Little mama got that top model body
South Beach preach throwing back-a-that bacardi
I'll bet you that brand new Fararri

Got you stuck on my
On my elevator
Get it up, on my elevator
Check it out!

First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause...
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my...

My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm
Cut, take boy Hollyhood act charm
Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone
Tight broach, bump the low ring tone
Roll up [? ] 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

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!

First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause...
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
She's stuck on my...

(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!

(feat. T-Pain)

[Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon!

[Chorus (T-Pain):]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey)
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
I ain't never seen something that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible professional
Drinking nexenol
Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? Whoa
Did her thing seen shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain I'm making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bang bro
I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes
I'm in to that I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo
Cash ain't a problem I know where it go

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]
Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with guap and they're ready for showing
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Patron 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 playing baby girl I'm the man
I'm dealing rubberbands
That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky on me I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]
Whoa shawty yeah she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was zoned in sexy woman
Let me show it make me want it
Two in the morning I'm zoned in
Them rosee bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty dipped that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal fire just like my glock

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

(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 the room
Times in a room
Cause 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
Takin out the garbage
I know dem boys snitchin
Cause they're scared of 1st degree
But you can tell em f.e.d's
I'm 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 what

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 the room
Times in a room
Cause 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 I'm priceless
Heard of them
None like this
Thousand dollar jeans
2 nike's
Prowlin in the club
Give a f**k about indictments
You can bartender but the drinks on me
2 magnums in my hand
Motha creeps motha freaks
Too much legal tender
So it's raining bubbly
My ice the same color
How kelis used to be

HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE
Pop pop niggas ain't even they spinnin
I made a make dollars
So it have to make sense
I'm born out liquor
I'm a dead president
All long day
All long die
Toe tag money see it fallin out da sky
Bitch if I'm 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 the room
Times in a room
Cause 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 with 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 can't no mo
Shop till you can't 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 the room
Times in a room
Cause 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

[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]

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.

[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 ranking back coming my song
I keep paying for that ???

You and me
(Just you and me)
Just me and you
You and me
(Just you and me)
Emotions

Emotions I feel
(These are the emotions I feel)
Emotions are real
(I know that emotions are real)

'Cause you are my love
(You are my love, you are my love baby, you are my love)
(I got emotions, you got emotions)
Emotions

We need to be together, he ain't gon buy you nothin' better
I don't wanna depress ya, I don't mess with them heffers
Baby, you under pressure, all of them Italian leathers
All them gifts on the regular, brand new Phantom umbrella

You wrong girl, we even got matchin' perfume and cologne girl
Ain't no other nigga gon be touchin' your thong girl
You mine, ain't no denyin'
Even witness me cryin', take some time to rewind

This bullshit, two human beings in love
Nah, it ain't like this, see you makin' me cuss
Damn right I'm pissed, it was supposed to be us
This is ridiculous 'cause it was supposed to be us

Just you and me
(Just you and me)
Just me and you
(Just me and you)
Just you and me
(You and me, I can't let it go)

Emotions I feel
(These are the emotions I feel)
Emotions are real
(I know that emotions are real)

'Cause you are my love
(You are my love, you are my love baby, you are my love)
(I got emotions, you got emotions)
Emotions

I got your name tattooed
You think that's enough for make me to go nuts like cashews
Not my soul like we be callin' black fool
I mean devil knows you prolly fucked another dude

I gave you that rose, that ring when I proposed to you
Got rid of my gold teeth 'cause your mama nail, oops
And shot at them fools who touch your brother, now boo
And now you gon' tell me we should slow it down, who?

Not Flo Rida, I provide the Campbell soup
We'll sit by the dock, I spoon fed you Theraflu
You gotsa to be hot, women, I ain't 'bout to lose
Get out this house, I pay tuition on your school
I mean to my knowledge until the end it's me and you

You and me
(Just you and me)
Just me and you
(Just me and you)
Just you and me
(You and me, I can't let it go)

Emotions I feel
(These are the emotions I feel)
Emotions are real
(I know that emotions are real)

'Cause you are my love
(You are my love, you are my love baby, you are my love)
(I got emotions, you got emotions)
Emotions

I don't care what those other people say, I don't care
They don't understand w-w-why I feel this way
Baby, baby I don't care what those other people say, I don't care
They don't understand emotions

Just you and me
(Just you and me)
Just me and you
(Just me and you)
Just you and me
(You and me, I can't let it go)

Emotions I feel
(Emotions I feel)
Emotions are real
'Cause you are my love
Emotions
You and me

(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 wit 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

I'm in the club
Kush got it burnin up
I'm poppin bottles n i'm fuckin up the furnituh
I'm in the club
Dj gon turn it up
Got a flock of models n we fuckin up the furnituh
All my niggas gettin money
(don't know how to act)(x3)
30 dudes n we stuntin
(don't know how to act)(x3)
Got a whole lotta hoes
(don't know how to act)(x3)
Yea my pockets all swollen
(don't know how to act)(x3)

Chorus:

Ass shakin at a quarter to 2 and I’m feelin you're ready to
Freak me Freak me
Body’s caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting a
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles shawty
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

Verse1:

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 cuz this dick is the bomb
Tappin that ass on that Don Perignon
You are the guest girl I’m not even done
I got yo

Chorus:

Ass shakin 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 a
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles shawty
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 wit 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 rid of yo stress
I’ll have yo……….

Chorus:

Ass shakin 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 a
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles shawty
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

Verse 3:

Feignin 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 aint just bumpin my gums
Girl it’s whatever we on that patron
Whole nother level lil mama it’s on
Ohhh you like that huh?
Don’t you fight back unhhh hunnnnh
Throw it right back or sumn
Layin that pipe like a plumber
If you get it from yo mama got yo……

Chorus:

Ass shakin 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 a
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles shawty
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

[CHORUS:]
Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed
I got bail money they fuck with me
(Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) [x5]

[VERSE 1:]
I know where I come from
Niggas gotta grow
Penny bitchin for paper till you poppin big bucks
Give it a blow they cock it ain't no telling with them thugs
Dealers straight out da projects only felon that'll bust
Some shit you don't discuss
Snitches they get them stubs
Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag to fill my dutch
Planted my own seed now a month without bud
Granted I got the fee and we don't pump the same blood
You need that new Mercades
Home of that color gravy
How the hell you gonna pay me
I made a deal to 380
Tell me I'm acting shady
I try to ignore the lazy
Set my brains on the deli
If mine arrest me I'm ready

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 2:]
Chow I had that dinner platter meals on deck
Cash coming that currency to earn that respect
Money machines measuring making sure you collect
Rolling that dice game you better be stomping best
Keep it moving like chess
Look for ya new address
Proof of ghetto for sex
That make the culprits go wreck
Hope the fay of the fruits of ya label mama impress
Don't know whoever knew you could point at you through the stress
That drama on the block
All them run-ins with cops
Couldn't afford shoes was happy 2 pair of socks
Steady paying ya dues that landed you in the box
Other niggas confused you asked them to borrow crop.

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3:]
Crying erryday big breaks on they grain
Preparly marinate a million strong keep the change
Challange that generate we gotta tone it with a crain
Hustlas for that bank be aware that we untaimed
Duckets we deranged
Muscle the day I change
Melica off in that hood come get you that's point blank
Hit you it's all good
Hit dis before a game
Women tell us hes never survivin that chedar lane
You see we want it all
Yea we breakin the law
Buy it Sell it Cook it that's a merry thang if it's raw
Anyway you put it tell the folks we breakin the law
Sing it so I took it and if you tell a nigga that's all

[CHORUS]

(feat. Brisco & Rick Ross)

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...