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Flo Rida

Hey, Ms. Red Carpet, she can autograph my pockets Anytime, anyplace, anyway, I'll be looking at everybody else watchin' I don't wanna be obnoxious, but

You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out The club

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

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

[Chorus] (Flo Rida) You spin my head right 'round, right 'round When you go down, when you go down down (Ke$ha) You spin my head right 'round, right '

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

'm up blowin' my trees Calmin' my nerves, no regular weed Or somebody's shorty wit' me on her knees I'm ready if it's a problem, she sexy, Flo Rida hotter

what are you waiting of, you should be so alive, nothing can... this party, go there and kiss the sky like muah! don't you love it? muah, muah! don't

The roof is on fire, we don't need no water The roof is on fire, we don't need no water The roof is on fire, we don't need no water We make it burn So