Tekst:
Flo Rida Roots

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., 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

Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh It's the time It's the right time It

Mind on my money, money on my mind Tryin' to stack paper, countin' every little dime Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me I do it for the streets, yeah

Come on and jump Jump jump jump jump When I say jump, you say how high I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high Like a bird, like a plane, this party

trust anybody Never say you can't, no, no, no never Momma said never be a quitter, never since I was young Never been in my roots, don't let never make

Da, double dee, double di Double dee, double da, double dee, double di Double dee, double da, double dee, double di Double dee, double da, double dee,

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

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

: (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