"American Superstar"
(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
Hop Up Off The Whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hop Up Off 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
Hop Up Off The Whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Flo-Rida:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
Roses For The Bitches
Hop Up Off 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
Hop Up Off The Whip
Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got Guns For The Snitches
And Roses For The Bitches
Hop Up Off 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

"Elevator"
(feat. Timbaland)

Hey Girl
you're comin' with me your comin' with me
[x4]

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 Bag, fit, Gucci fin-dy and her money
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
[x4]
She's stuck on my...

She gotta nail kit, she gotta hair kit
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
[x4]
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 and hit it, 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
t 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
[x4]
She's stuck on my...

"Roll"
(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 ass 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 ass 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 ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!

"Low"
(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 hit the floor (she hit 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 hit the floor (she hit 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 X&O
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 bank roll
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 rubber bands
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 was fine just like my glock

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

"Priceless"
(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 fuck 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 fuck 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

"Ms. Hangover"

[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]

"Still Missin'"

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.

"In The Ayer"
(feat. Will.I.Am)

[Will.I.Am]
Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin to the a.m.
Yall don't understand
Make me throw my hands in the
ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin to 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 my jam, yall dont understand
ill make you understand
what's pumpin in my CD player, player
probably all night like yayer yayer
Shawty got her hands in the ayer, ayer
Make me wanna take you dayer
There i go here i go here is my song
DJ bring it back come in my zone
I get paid for them couple bonez
The next wop until the early morn
I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club
Even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs
Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug
Lil mama hot and she might show me love
O hot damn
Celebrate to tha A.M
I love it so much it got me sayin

[Chorus: Will.I.Am/Tiffany Villarreal 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 2: Flo-Rida]
Hey Heyy I might just start the wave
Like I'm at a ball game do my thang
Hands up high I got money in tha bank
I'm so fly 747 pain
Rock it no stop it how I got my name
Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame
Walk tha red carpet wont see you the same
I get tha stuntin forget my name
Start with me
Ride with me
Represent tha city vibe with me
Make me throw it up ma timid in tha club
Go ahead throw it up gotta wonder
How much to show enough to stare (stare)
I'm hood so it's really unfair (unfair)
Shorty go ahead and get bare (bare)
We aint gonna treat our city like the mayor (mayor)

[Chorus: Will.I.Am/Tiffany Villarreal 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

[Will.I.Am]
Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer it's a stick (a stick up stick up)
it's a stick up just to tha ceilin man

"Me & U"

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

[Verse 1]
We need to be together
He ain't gone buy you nothin better
I don't wanna depress ya
I don't mess with them heffers
Baby you under pressure
All my entire levels
All them gifts on the regular
Brand new phantom umbrella
You wrong girl
We even got matchin perfume and cologne girl
Aint no other nigga gon be touchin your thong girl
You mine aint no denyin
Even witness me cryin
Take some time to rewind
This bullshit
Two human beings in love
Naw not 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
I got your name tattoo'd
You think that's enough fo make me to go nuts like cashews
Knock 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 plagethera flu
You gots to be hot
Women, i ain't bout to lose
Get out this house
I pay tuiton on yo school
I mean to my knowledge
Until the end it's me and you

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I don't care what those other people say
They don't understand
Why i feel this way
Baby i don't care what those other people say
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 (just you and me)
I can't let it go
Emotions i feel
Emotions are real
Cause you are my love
Emotions
You and me

"Freaky Deaky"
(feat. Trey Songz)

[Chorus:]
Ass shaken 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 up
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

[Verse 1:]
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 Perrion
You are the guest girl I'm not even done
I got yo

[Chorus:]
Ass shaken 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 up
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up
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 pretty unstressed
I'll have yo.....

[Chorus:]
Ass shaken 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 up
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

[Verse 3:]
Fienin 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 haaaaaaaaaa
Don't you fight back unhhh hunnnnh
Throw it right back or sum
Layin that pipe like a plummer
If you hid it from yo mama got yo....

[Chorus:]
Ass shaken 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 up
Freaky Deaky
I got just what we need Hennessy and some weed light the candles up
Freaky
You inspire me with ecstasy got me feelin so
Freaky Deaky

"Gotta Eat"

[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:]
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 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:]
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 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:]
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]

"All My Life"

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 with 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

"Don't Know How To Act"
(feat. Yung Joc)

[Intro: Yung Joc]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[Chorus 1: Yung Joc]
I'm in the club
Kush got it burning up
I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture
I'm in the club, DJ gon' turn it up
Got a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture

[Chorus 2: Yung Joc]
All my niggaz gettin money
Don't know how to act [x3]
Dirty goons and we stuntin
Don't know how to act [x3]
Got a whole lotta O
Don't know how to act [x3]
Yeah my pockets on swoll
Don't know how to act [x3]

[Flo Rida]
Hey, wipin' my pumps, poppin' that Dom, pardon melange
show stoppin', no flockin', I'm about to perform
Wife beater on, VIP, like the eye of the storm
I'm project, I'm ghetto, hood, better ring the alarm
Cold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cash
Blue with my swag, that's that Gucci duffle bag
Goops coming through I got sparklers on the mag
Flo Rida act a fool, have a furniture attack
Well cause I'm young gettin' money, homeboy in Phantoms and Lac's
I'm in the club with my King Johnny's them diamonds is black
Shorty she lovin' my tattoos ingrained on my back
Muggin' and thuggin' the trap crew we step like Da Brat
Married the rubberbands, hustlin', hustlin'
Got a squad gutter man, so we musclin', musclin'
Security guard, touch the clan, then we, tusslin', tusslin'
Tear apart, hit the fan, now they runnin' and duckin'

[Chorus 1 + 2]

[Flo Rida]
Hey, 20 bottles or better
I'm comin' in the club and I'm standin' on ya on the tootise leather
I gotta be fly, Kid Rock-in that derby with the feather
That good in the sky, got the kush from Cali control the weather
So hood, so hot, so what? Security wanna ban my record
Some fools on this ?? open up on the Oprah Winfrey show is no pressure
My crew full of dubs and we stunt like dollaz come with propellars
Everybody gotta grub in my pockets, gettin' paper is pleasure
Homie don't you f'n with heffers that square me up like checkers
And I might undress her all just because my diamonds caress her
Meet uncle fester, ballin', my shawties they hot as peppers
Don't know how to act I got stack full of mice looking for cheddar
Down for whatever, hey!
I'm a donut nigga like glazed
On a couch like this my stage
Get money, don't get a nigga paid in Dade...
They probably see minimum wage
My deal is Ace of Spades, but I still like grape Kool-aid
I ain't really got minutes, I party just like hooray!

[Chorus 1 + 2]

[Chorus 1]

"Money Right"
(feat. Brisco, Rick Ross)

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

Everythin safe, got a walk-in safe
Treadmill rappers still runnin in place
All these meals I can share my plate
Flo Rida full yeah I already ate

Plenty to give or take Im bout business
Make no mistake baby serious this real estate
froms a million inches away my postition
im cuttin cake im the chef in the kitchen late
from my recipe bill its on the essence of haulin weight

Dont worry bout a dolla don dolla with the prada
aint no problem if you swalla you a scarlet you get holla grand
pieces I got em I get em ballin like sucka
consider the show stoppa Im holdin it down propa

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

My life is straight Im livin good I aint hurtin for nothin
Im not the riches in the word but im workin with somethin
The escalade all pearl, you control it with buttons
They keep the tabs on they curb when i come through stuntin
Thats Brisc best to believe it seatin on skates
Im the don take it or leave it, throw it in ya face
Big B's makin it rain no need to hate
Got beef, loadin them thangs, grip the whole case
I got my money right and Im livin up some rubba bands
Hit the club heavy with, bet i spend a couple grand (couple grand)
On pictures, shove the keys on the hand
When Im on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

Itch in my jeans im gettin braid everyday
bitches thicka than venus i told Serena she can train
got my money like a train is always on track
got my money more than fame so that explain the all black
all black, made back and in the back of em im getting on
people wanna bill a case on me fuck it just bring it on
they only made me (stronger)
i muscle my money (longer)
still husslin out of the (longer)
just tryin to take out my (longer)

gotta a bottom nigga holla on my holla on my southern
my revolver like a blocka doing pacha bell hour
im a shove it non stopa all the shit ima cocka
so i can dick it cant stopa doing tricks for big poppa

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

"Make A Wish"

Yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Today's your day
We going out my baby
You and me
It's a safe location
Let's get away
For your birthday
Take a nice little trip
Somewhere cross the bay

Hit the mall
Go get your tips did up
Your nanny got the kids
Let's live it up
About a quarter to eight
And I won't be late
The 55 will be parked
At the gate baby

Make a wish
Close your eyes
Blow away hey
When you're done
Girl
Give me a kiss
Make a wish
I'll make
All your dreams
Come true
Make a wish
Girl
There's nothing
That I wouldn't do
Make a wish

Just make a wish
Write out a list
What's broke is fixed
Make a wish
What's diamonds
And pearls
You know
You're my girl
I'll give you the world
Make a wish
I ain't talking bout
No ifs or maybes
No possibles
Girl
You're driving me crazy
Make a wish
Now open your eyes
I gotta surprise
It's in the garage
I copped a CI645
Are you ready
To take
Your first slide
Cut the ribbon
Off the whip
Put the key in
And let's shift

Let's ride
From coast to coast
Hit a nice lounge
Might as well
Have a toast baby
On this special day

We're gonna celebrate
My baby's birthday

Make a wish
Close your eyes
Blow away
When you done
Girl
Give me a kiss
Make a wish
I'll make
All your dreams
Come true
Make a wish
Girl
There's nothing
That I wouldn't do
Make a wish

Just make a wish
Write out a list
What's broke is fixed

Make a wish
What's diamonds
And pearls
You know
You're my girl
I'll give you the world
Make a wish
I ain't talking bout
No ifs or maybes
No possibles
Girl
You're driving me crazy

It's your day
Girl
You're bout
To have it your way
We can set it off
At the spa
Black card no limit
Anything
You want you can get it
We'll talk no gimmick
Yeah
I'm committed
Gourmet chefs
Fireworks and more
Camcorder
Gonna catch it all

Make a wish
Make a wish
I'll make
All your dreams
Come true
Make a wish
Girl
There's nothing
That I wouldn't do
Make a wish
Just make a wish
Write out a list
What's broke is fixed

Make a wish
What's diamonds
And pearls
You know
You're my girl
I'll give you the world
Make a wish
I ain't talking bout
No ifs or maybes
No possibles
Girl
You're driving me crazy
Make a wish

"Right Round"
(feat. Kesha)

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

[Kesha]
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 Im going
No women, no shorties, no nothin but clothes
No stoppin now, my Pirellis on role
I like my jewelry, thats always on gold
I know the storm is comin
my pockets keep tellin me its gonna shower
Call up my homies thats home
Then pop in the night cuz its meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin
its 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

[Kesha]
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
Aint nothin more beautiful to be found
Its goin down down.
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Aint nothin more beautiful to be found
Its goin down down

[Flo Rida]
Hey
Shawty must know Im not playin
My money love her like a numba one fan
Dont look at my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklin
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin a dance
Get dirty all night, thats part of my thing
Keep building castles thats made out of sand
Shes amazing, the fire blazing
Hotter than Cajun
Girl wont you move a lil closer?
Time to get paid, its maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
Im 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 Ill be your roper ..

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

[Kesha]
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
Aint nothin more beautiful to be found
Its goin down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Aint nothin more beautiful to be found
Its goin down down

[Flo Rida]
Im spendin my money
Im out of control
Somebody help me
Shes takin my bank roll.
But Im king of the club
And Im wearin the crown
Poppin these bottles
Touchin these models
Watchin they asses go down down
down down, down down [x4]

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

[Kesha]
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

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

"Shone"
(feat. Pleasure P)

You can be my shone [x12]

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

Sweat
(feat. Chris Brown)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be putting it down in a minute
How long will it take before your screaming my name, oh baby
We should rip off our clothes and get naked
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be like oh yeah!
Partying up in here making us sweat
Part of her pedicure up on my chest
Yeah we gon' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be oh yeah!
Making us sweat

[Verse 1:]
I I be on that wake up in the morning
Shawty let's work
Gotta put it down on the drop on my cluck
Last one will punch out a verse
A little bit of sweat won't hurt
You're a little bit hot Shawty wrecked Your skirt
Right up to the top, good sex-no shirt
I don't wonna stop, baby that's the worst
Put in the hole
No, no feeling like putting it in a girl
Go slow good hilling it get in with a jerk
Looking at your? with your legs in the air
I'll ready in a minute don't go nowhere
I'm a hold your hair
Give it till the finish, baby let's go there
Giving you the fitness of that player
I'm so rare
Give me them draws like underwear
Passion it, smashing it, st-sl-slapping it, smacking it,
Up all night all on graffin it
I'm a do me doin my back in it
Lil mamma you ready cause I gotta tell you
As soon as we leaving the club
If you wonna cut I will cut, there ain't nothing for me to disturb
But I'll be

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be putting it down in a minute
How long will it take before your screaming my name, oh baby
We should rip off our clothes and get naked
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be like oh yeah!
Partying up in here making us sweat
Part of her pedicure up on my chest
Yeah we gon' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be oh yeah!
Making us sweat.

[Verse 2:]
Look, look, look, look, look at ya lady
We can take it from the bed to couch to the floor to the stove get so, so creative
Rip, rip it off x-rated
Sh-shawty we should get naked
Baby girl that's if you can take it, sip alot of Champaign and get vaided
Heyyy, I wonna be your bling, bling right I'll give you my ling ling
No time oh girl in the back of the range
I'll beat like that and make you scream my name
So much cheek it could touch the plain
Look? ?, let them rock with pain
Be my leash I want your brain with them feet pretty much like brain
Su-such a mess put your pedicure on my chest
Shawty your feelin to get blessed
In a minute I'll need my head rest
I don't want you to fight it, you like it then let's get excited
I'll drop like a pilot, take it off? ? the value.

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be putting it down in a minute
How long will it take before your screaming my name, oh baby
We should rip off our clothes and get naked
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be like oh yeah!
Partying down bumping here making us sweat
Part of her pedicure up on my chest
Yeah we gon' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like oh yeah! You'll be oh yeah!
Making us sweat.

Sugar
(feat. Wynter Gordon)

[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, cause 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, cause 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

Be On You
(feat. Ne-Yo)

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

Hey hey hey hey sh sh shawty with no limits that's what I need all the time
I'm with with with with it she with it she not sure she put it down
Come get get get get it the business
I hit hit it whose is it
The benz if the windows tinted go on lock it dirty south
Shawty, lock them grown me, n goose, patron, gin let let me go on in
Sexy morning ca catch me drawers in
Na na no not never ever witness lil mama
I said ya got me (ot me) call me pappy honest I keep buyers fellas
B-b-b-bypass shawty house pet got-got that proud cat
Home I'm poppin that ecstasy, pretty face and all that
Wh-what I look for this girl is hard core
The baddest outdoors deserve an encore
The definition of a show

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

Hey I'm feelin you girl wanna get close to you no doubt
My s-s-swagger should tell it more than anything can vouch
Lil mama you are what's happenin' ghetto fine I'll make you proud
So stunnalicious I love it let's at least work something out
Miss thang, million dollar gang, coke bottle frame, make my wall of fame, let me know your name, I control the rain
I can make it better, matter fact I make it wetter, stormy weather with this cheddar all because you hot as ever
If you may, lately, let me play baby; make my way baby; you don't like it send me back it is okay baby
You's a keeper, such a diva, give me a fever, if I could freak ya, give me the word I mean no harm

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

Girl let me touch you like nobody can
Girl let me show you I'm a gentleman
I wanna be the one to hold your hand
I just wanna be, I just wanna be
Girl let me touch you like nobody can
I wanna show you I'm a gentleman
I wanna be the one to hold your hand
I just wanna be, I just wanna be

Well 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

Well 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 you you you...

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 ya'll gave that nigga some cash? "
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? here it goes

Jump
(feat. Nelly Furtado)

[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 x2: Nelly Furtado]

[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 x2: Nelly Furtado]

[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]

Available
(feat. Akon, will.i.am)

[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 let's 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

Cause I ain't 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'm a get right tonight
I'm finally free and I'm a get right tonight
I'm so available, I'm so available
So come and get me

[Flo Rid:]
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

Cause I ain't got no girlfriend, you ain't got one either
If you got a girlfriend, baby won't 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'm a get right tonight
I'm finally free and I'm a get right tonight
I'm so available, I'm so available
So come and get me