Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans, jeans Boots with the fur, with the fur The whole club was lookin? at her She hit the flo?, she hit the flo? Next thing
I'm in the club Kush got it burnin' up I'm poppin' bottles 'n I'm fuckin' up the furniture I'm in the club DJ gon turn it up Got a flock of models 'N
Today is the first day of the rest Of our lives Tomorrow is too late to pretend Everything's alright now I'm not gettin' any younger as long As you don
Hey girl You?re coming with me Coming with me Hey girl You?re coming to me Coming to me Hey girl You?re coming with me Coming with me Hey girl You?
Just outside these prison bars the hanging tree is waitin' At sunrise I'll meet darkness and death will say hello Darling touch your lips to mine and
Look at me bitch Look at me bitch Look at me bitch I'm an American superstar I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip,
I go to church on a Sunday The vows that I make, I break them on Monday The rest of the week, I do as I please Then come Sunday morning, I pray on my
Just outside these prison bars The hanging tree is waitin' At sunrise I'll meet darkness And death will say hello Darling, touch your lips to mine And
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
I got my money right, I aint nothin nice, its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long (Chorus: Flo Rida) I got my money right, I
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 a row times in a row
Ass shakin' at a quarter to two And I'm feelin' you're ready to freak me, freak me Bodies caught in applause You could hear us in the bathroom cuttin'
Gon? gamble with it, show me I?m da man Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll Dey it go! It's Kingston
My lawnmower home but my hoe still missin' My hoe still missin', my hoe still missin' My rake in the shed but my hoe still missin' My hoe still missin
Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the a.m. Y'all don?t understand Make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer Oh hot damn
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 (
She had Hennessey hips and Belve' eyes Grey Goose on her lips and cognac thighs I'm hungover from Ms. Hangover (Hungover, hangover) She had a bubble
Ain't no need to ask Why I let them rubberbands fly Let them rubberbands fly Ack like you know Ack, ack like you know Ack like you know Ack, ack like