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Flo Rida
Flo Rida


Background information
Birth name Tramar Dillard
Born December 16, 1979
Born place Carol City, Florida, U.S.
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Pop
Years active 2006—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Associated acts Kesha
Birdman
Brisco
Website Website



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Flo Rida Album


R.O.O.T.S. (03/31/2009)
03/31/2009
1.
2.
Jump (feat. Nelly Furtado)
3.
4.
Shone (feat. Pleasure P)
5.
Right Round (feat. Kesha)
6.
7.
Be On You (feat. Ne-Yo)
8.
9.
Available (feat. Akon & Will.i.am)
10.
Touch Me (feat. Kesha)
11.
12.
Sugar (feat. Wynter Gordon)
13.
Rewind (feat. Wyclef Jean)
*
Yayo (feat. Ace Hood, Ball Greezy, Billy Blue, Bred, Brisco, Pitbull, Redd Eyezz, Rick Ross; bonus track)
. . .


(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, im 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, its 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

. . .


(Intro [Nelly Furtado])
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na (x4)

(Chorus [Nelly Furtado])
When I say jump, you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody, how they get so high
Like a bird, like a plane, this party got me insane
This party got me insane, so jump jump jump jump

(Verse 1 [Flo Rida])
Now I’m gon take it to the roof
Everybody with me got they own parachute
You ain’t scared of heights when you sippin on Goose
Party all night like I’m flyin jet new?
You 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
Stomp to this man, crunk to this man
Got another hit man
Hold up, I wanna go up, don’t wanna throw up
My clique pour up, and every bad chick know us
Dance, the boy got us all feelin high
Ask, the shawty, I’m a astronaut
High rollin baby like I’m jumpin on fire
Super Bowl pimp good Year on tire
Can I be a bird, I gotta be fly
Butterfly and spur, and I got a couple words

(Chorus [Nelly Furtado])
X2

(Verse 2 [Flo Rida])
When I run up in the club, jump in, then I gotta be there
Check it out, shawty like Nike Air
Up up and away take it off like mere?
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 a fine sexy lady, can I get on your hot air balloon?
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? fried chicken up in NY
Jigga what, don’t it feel good
Houston? We gonna jump ship, all aboard
Come around me, and we’ll parlay, we’re throwed?
Cali is jumpin, hit the switch on the 6 4

(Chorus [Nelly Furtado])

(Break down) [Flo Rida]
Come on and jump, jump, jump (x3)
[All my ladies] get down, get down, get down
[All my ladies] get down, get down, get down
[All the fellas] jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
[All the fellas, the ladies, the fellas, the ladies, let me see you]

(Chorus [Nelly Furtado])
X2

(Break down)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down

(Outro [Nelly Furtado])
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na (x4)

. . .


gotta get that money dancer
[x2]

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do
gotta get that money dancer

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do
gotta get that money dancer

hey i want one of them nasty girls
all over my body like a back seat girl
upfront when you give it and attract me girl
first let me say you're my blackberry pearl

hold up shawty shouting out for the world
going out to the stage all the freaks won't hurt
money in her waist when you're gonna get served
don't trip when you tickle I'm a let you feel her curves

take off her clothes get loose for that dough
so i can ???
shown up the ? she poppin' that reload
never know an excuse for a girl in freak mode

yep she the real deal
yep she my holla girl
yep from the head to tail
yep shawty outta here
yep gotta lot of heels
yep with them bottom lips
yep she gotta get that money

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do
gotta get that money dancer

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do

hey shawty sweat it out
do it let me check it out
encore roar so we never have to get it out
pockets all full so i never have to go

gotta lot of bank rolls so i go pick a ?
like i got fees that I'm spending on you
gotta go get it dancer birthday boom
i know i got the cash that you're looking for too

from the best Louis bag to that jimmy choo shoe
oh a problem i can solve them
sexy situation get it to the bottom
???
???

that's the nasty stuff that i need
girl do your thing the money you don't breathe
? come up with a striptease
i bet you're gonna get that money dancer

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do
gotta get that money dancer

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do

hey shawty get that money
sh-shawty gotta get that money that money
sh-shawty gotta have that money that money
sh-shawty gotta get that money that money
sh-shawty gotta have that money that money
shawty f-f-freak it f-f-freak it f-f-freak it f-f-freak it
shawty n-n-nasty n-n-nasty n-n-nasty

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do
gotta get that money dancer

she's a nasty dancer
dancing for money
do what you wanna do
gotta get that money dancer
she's a freaky dancer
dancing she loves it
do what you gotta do

. . .


(Feat. Pleasure P)

[intro beats]

(you can be my shone) X 12

Hey
OK now mama I know ya kind
and I like em grown.
do this do that
never hold back
I think I'm ready for more.
so shawty I see ya thong
that body is what I want
I got it written in stone
this bottle sippin' Patr�n.
however we never whatever
this what I'm all about
big cheddar no wetter get better
hold on I'm gonna give you this now.
whatever you never on schedule
I'm gonna take it to the top
I'm gonna take you to the spot
I'm gonna show you what I got
but you gotta make it drop
cause you'll prolly never stop

cash ain't a problem I got dollars
so get straight to the business
poppin' them collars
I know if I holla
I'm looking for shawty for thinkness
I'll be your personal fitness
girl I'm gonna get you addicted.

So can you be
would you be
wont you be
can you be
my
can you be my action?

Cause from the way that you dancing
I know you got it going on tonight.
(baby you can be my action)
and I turn on the lights and the camera
as soon as I can get you home tonight (whoa)
(can you be my action?)
heyah. you can be my you can be my wish on.
you can be my -whoa
(hey shawty)

You an be my action.
penis satisfaction.
I really got a fetish.
she bow-legged that's my attraction.
set it up yeah baby
hit the black berry that's my collection.
what I do on there everything:
that's sex and this is my passion.
whatever you like
we turn off the lights
go ahead and show me your back's strong.
the end of the night
your treating me right
got stacks up like a saxophone.
do you think I'm gonna keep killin' em?
they're prisoners and I'm peeling em.
when I wreck it I'm feelin'.
no contest I keep drillin em.

I'm gonna wait all day
get straight to the point
raise the temperature
so hot celebrate
Girl I just wanna give you this cake
lets get physical.
baddest in the club
how you do that?
baby you too much.
just my luck
let me touch
be direct and let me cum

Can you be
my action?

Cause from the way that you dancing
I know you got it going on tonight.
(baby you can be my action)
and I turn on the lights and the camera
as soon as I can get you home tonight.
(can you be my action?)
heyah. you can be my you can be my wish on.
you can be my -whoa
(hey shawty)

I live in hollywood
but I still be in the JEX.
shawty's wanna holla
when they see whats on my neck.
my money very long
gotta make it stretch
and when I say shone
I be talkin' bout sex.
say little mama
you know I'm gonna make you holla.
walk in the club
and we gonna toss a couple dollars.
I pop her bottles
make them haters wanna follow.
ain't nothing wrong
you grown so baby...

Can you be my action?

Cause from the way that you dancing
I know you got it going on toni-ight.
(baby you can be my action)
and I turn on the lights and the camera
as soon as I can get you home toni-i-i-aight. yeah.
(can you be my action?)
you can be my you can be my wish on.
you can be my -whoa

[base beats]

. . .


(Male Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Female Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Flo Rida
(Verse 1)
Heyy!
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 jewlrey, 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 patrone that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs

(Male Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...
(Female Voice)
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...

(Verse 2)
Heyy!
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 rubberbands
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 cajun
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 damnit I know you
You wanna show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your roper cuz...

(Male Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Female Voice)
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...

(Verse 3)
Yeah!
I'm feelin my money
I'm out of control
Somebody help me
She's takin my bank roll.
But I'm king gof the club
And I'm wearin the crown
Poppin these bottles
Touchin these models
Watchin they asses go down down....(echo)

(Male Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Female Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Male Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

(Female Voice)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down...

. . .


Chorus
I'm talking' bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
Cause where I'm from made me (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, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking' bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking bout roots

Verse 1
Hey I can't be mad at what ya'll meet ahead
I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on overcoming stress
Top Ramen noodles 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 burnin' white, I call it gizmo
Went from a gun to them cars in a Jigga 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 to I'm livin' like my Momma told it
Before you rip it, gotta sew it
Yeah

Chorus
I'm talking' bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
Cause where I'm from made me (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, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking' bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking bout roots

Verse 2
Hey, still on my coupe but can't take
Somebody had to be just to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her stayin safe
Oh yea 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 mistakin' for courage, which 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 (Karat 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

Chorus
I'm talking' bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
Cause where I'm from made me (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, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking' bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking bout roots

Verse 3
Hey I know the seeds been planted
It's damaging my soul but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than redoing I never planned it
Gets no lower than a grabbin' on your feet
A man will stand for nothin'if he fall off with the feet
A baller and a hitter all in the street
If you look beneath the sand then we all need a crease
Roots before the branches, roots before mansions
Roots before your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
Roots with your grandparents, roots under your canvas
Roots whether you black, white, or Spanish

Chorus
I'm talking' bout roots
I can't hate where I'm from
Cause where I'm from made me (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, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking' bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
I'm talking bout roots

. . .


Ne Yo
Ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhh ohhhhhh yeah yeah yeah

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 (verse 1)
Hey, sh sh 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

Chorus

Flo Rida (verse 2)
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

Chorus

Bridge – 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) (whoaaaaaa)
I just wanna be, I just wanna be

Chorus
Repeat 2x

I just gotta say, I just gotta say..
Be on you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

. . .


[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues

[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Sean Paul]
Just call me, the money maker, bread taker
Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper
May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a
The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper
That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater
No bumpin' heads, when it come to gettin' this paper
Im a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was dealt
Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully equipped
Aint fuckin' wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread
Duckin' these streets, givin' these strangers some head
Bringin' it back, makin' sho', my pockets swole
Workin' the streets, now they know they my hoes

[J-Bo]
I must ain't had it, I gotta get it
Nothin' to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it
Shakin' these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked
You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket
Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better
But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather
Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission
Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin'
And for the gold, we steady missin', and reminisin'
Buy some S, ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin
Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know
There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe
Act like ya know

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

. . .


(Flo Rida)
Its the time, its the right time
Its the time, yo its the perfect time
Yo, its the time, its the right time
Its 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...thats 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

. . .


[Computer Generated]
If you like my body
Touch me, touch me, touch me, ta-touch me

Biggy Jiggy Mixtapes

[2x]Touch me, touch me, touch me, ta-touch me

[Flo Rida]
Heyyy I like it when you tellin' me to keep in touch,
All over your body rub it like good luck,
Never stand up shawty keep me doin' too much,
Hands where they oughtta be unleash that stunt,
And no apology so please don't fuss,
.
.
.
Imma help you make that movie

. . .


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 im 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 y'all 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 stingy 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

. . .


(Wynter)
Da double dee double di (x7)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

(Flo Rida)
Hey, I've got a mouth full of cavities.
Sweet tooth, full of mama, like sugar to me.
So my love with the lips, put a bug in the ear tone.
Shawty gotta kiss, it's an emergency.
Spit sprung for the taste, addicted to her gloss.
Won't smile this way, baby I rub it off.
Put my tongue in your face
A little mistletoe, sippin’ Gram I A.
I’m a fan all day.
Do me that favor, cuz I like your flavor.
My manage behavior; I’m into your major.
Sweeter so flavor, that’s good for this player.
My hood, now and later, throw back like a pager.
Pretty much, you’re givin’ me a sugar rush.
Lil mama, give me high blood pressure when you blush.
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch, Shawty that’s what’s up.

(Wynter)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

(Flo Rida)
Hey, Sh Shawty would you mind, cuz I want me some.
Now and later, I don’t wanna have to wait, you the one.
Yep! Yep! Your vision. So, so delicious.
Can’t help my interest, candy addiction.
Wanna peace, to 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.
Level with our trip, I’m a lip bitin’ beast.
Man for them things, all 42 teeth.
Squeeze the sugar cane on your mouth, must beat.
Ain’t your mama slirp, stickin’, usin’ my tree.
Like taffy but classy, get at me.
I’m flyly Let you know I wanna kiss.
But your lips, they’ll do me fine.
Now baby don’t trip with the juicy kind.
Get, get on the grip, Girl you ain’t lyin’.

(Wynter)
My lips like sugar (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x7)
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 (x2)
This candy got you sprung (x2)
So call me your sugar (x2)
You love you some (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x3)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di (x2)
I'm sweet like
Da double dee double di
Sugar

. . .


If you love somebody
Put a light in the air
From the hood to the stakes
It's so incredible
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?
And 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?
And 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?
And I know if I could I'd pull it up and rewind

. . .


Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaayo!
Ya-Yo.
Hey, I coulda been born any place in the world when I turned a day old.
But a brother gotta pass it to the block thats known for more than legos.
Not a guap on the pay-roll,
But I got got got that play doh,
For the hot hot girls on the table,
See their lock locks wrapped in halos,
Good good money, hood money, thats where you could money, gotta M.I.Yayo
Full of green but its not for the bagel,
everything that I want to be labeled.
All the first 48 watch cable,
while they ride 28's unstable.
You don't want this up yo' nasal.
You ain't never been street, that's fatal.

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