R.O.O.T.S. Lyrics
1. Finally Here
2. Jump feat. Nelly Furtado
3. Gotta Get It (Dancer)
4. Shone feat. Pleasure P
5. Right Round
6. R.O.O.T.S.
7. Be On You feat. Ne-Yo
8. Mind on My Money
9. Available feat. Akon
10. Touch Me
12. Sugar feat. Wynter
13. Rewind feat. Wyclef Jean
FINALLY HERE
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new that, new this
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new that, new this
Verse 1
No no I won’t settle for nothin less than the air that I breathe
I I I know that it’s a struggle but who the hell gone do it for me
Who the hell gonna do it for 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 motherfucker
And you’d 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
Ha and what do I appreciate my j o b hey boss I’m comin in late
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
Verse 2
Look look look a bike ain’t a bike without no frame
Rice aint rice without no grain; life ain’t life without no shame
If I make it out the hood damn right I’m gonna change my cell phone number
The area code still gonna be 305
Though my friends who was my friends just like my kin welcome in my door
But please wipe your feet on the rug
You can keep your shoes on; it’s all love
Whoa let me stop I’m dreamin too much
Now who the hell gonna give Tramar Dillard a million bucks; nobody but God
Right now I could use me one of them black cards
I’m scarred I fell apart
I can’t even start its hard hard
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
Verse 3
Finally, that day I been tryin to reach
That pay I been dyin to see
Boy don’t fold one line to me
I thought money ain’t grow on trees
Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed
Faith when you can’t see no leaves
Hold up; clean my versace’s
Grace covers of magazines
My mother, she proud of me
Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn’t gonna be shit
Big yachts everyday I get sea sick
I was broke, the prefix
My book say, “why yall gave that nigga some cash
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? Hear it goes
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
JUMP feat. Nelly Furtado
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Verse 1
Take is to the roof
Everybody with me got they’re own parachute
You aint scared of heights when you sippin on booze
Party all night like im flyin jet blue
You aint never seen nobody get this loose
Shorty actin naughty with a body, what it do
Talk to this man, bump to this man
Stomp to this man, come up to this man
we got another hit man
Hold up I wanna go up
They wanna throw up
My click blow up and every bad chick know us
Theres the boy that got us all really high
Theres the shorty on my ass all night
How we be rollin like we chokin on vine
Superbowl pimp Goodyear on time
Could I be a bird, I gotta be fly
But I fly in spurts
I got a couple words for ya
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Verse 2
When the club jumpin then I got to be there
Check it out shorty like nike air
Im bump takin off like nair
Nba ballin I don’t care
Now what do you do when you see her with shorty
And she make it bounce in the room
Hey girl come on baby you should fly some later
Can I get on your hot air balloon
Sky hi
Still clever like a blonde in the mile high
Ears poppin bubblelicious let me get right
Keep poppin in position after midnight
More wings fried chickens up in NY
Chica what … in da 5th ward
Houston then we jump ship all aboard
Rollin in Miami with a impala 4 door
Cali jump hear the switch of 6 4
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party already insane
All my ladies
All my ladies
All the fellas
All the fellas
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party already insane
This party already insane
So jump jump jump
Gotta Get It (Dancer)
(Gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Hey, I wanna wanna nasty girl
All about the party, never backseat girl
Upfront with it, bigger than a trackmeet girl
First number saved in my blackberry pearl
Ball up shawty, showing out for the world
Get it down, center stage, all the freaks want her
Money in the waist, singing, finna get served
Don’t trip, give it to em, imma let you feel the curves
Take off the clothes, get loose for that dough
So rockin juice, abusing that bud
Showing off the goods, she drop it and reload
Never no excuse for this girl when its freak mode
Yep, shes the real deal
Yep, give her dollar bills
Yep, on the holla tip
Yep, shawty outta here
Yep, got alota hips
Yep, with the model lips
She gotta get that money
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Hey, shawty sweatin out, do it, let me check it out
Uncut, raw, so we never have to edit out
Pockets on swole, so I never gotta go
Got alota bankroll, so the gwop in control
Like I got bees, I be feeling on you
Can my dawg get a dance for his birthday boo
I know I got the cash that youre looking for too
For the best Louis bag or the jimmy choo shoes
Oh, not a problem, I can solve em
Sexy situation, get it to the bottom
Giving you enough attention, run up into stardom
Hop up in the lac, give you cover in escada
That’s the nasty stuff that I need
Girl do your thing, the money, it don’t breathe
Dead presidents will come up with a striptease
I know you gotta get that money-oney
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it to the right
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it all night
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it to the right
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it all night
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, rock with it
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, roll with it
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, rumble with it
Gotta get that money-oney
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna go
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Shone feat. Pleasure P
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
(Pleasure P harmonizes shone in the background 3X)
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
(repeats twice with screams of “Aye” in the background)
VERSE 1 (Flo Rida Raps)
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
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 ya thong
That body is what I want
I got it written in stone
Let’s start off sippin’ Patron
However, whenever, whatever
This here what I’m all about
Spit cheddar the weather get better
Put on I’ma give you this guap
Forever, and ever, on schedule
Yeah baby I’ma take ya to the top
I’ma take you to the spot
I’ma show you what I got
But you gotta make it drop
Get it poppin never stop
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
Cash ain’t no problem
I really got dollars so baby get straight to the business
Poppin’ them collars
I know if I holla
I’m looking for shorty with thickness
I’ll be your personal fitness
Girl I’ma get you addicted
So can you be mine
Will you be mine
Won’t you be mine
Can you be myyyyy...
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my act-shone?
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my act-shone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my act-shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
Baby be my act-shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
VERSE 2 (Flo Rida Raps)
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
You can be my act-shone
Plenty satisfact-shone
I really got a fetish
She bowlegged that’s my attract-shone
Set it off yeah baby, hit the Blackberry
That’s my connect-shone
Put it down on everything, that sexyness is my pass-shone
Whatever you like, we turn off the lights, go head and show me your back strong
At the end of night, if you get me right, got stacks to blow like a saxaphone
Do ya thing mama keep killing em
Dead presidents, I’m peeling em
For the record, I’m feelin’ ya, no contest shorty keep grillin’ em
All the way, all day, I don’t play, get straight to the point raise the temperature
So hot, it’s on the brink, girl I just want to give you this cake, let’s 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 cutttttttt
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my act-shone?
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my act-shone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my act-shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
We shone-ing
Baby be my act-shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
BRIDGE (Pleasure Sings)
I live in Hollywood, but I still be in the jects
Shorties wanna holla when they see what’s on my neck
My money very long, I ain’t gotta make it stretch
And when I say shone, I be talking bout sex
Say little momma, you know I’ma make you holla
Walk in the club and we gone toss a couple dollars
Pop a few bottles make them haters want to follow
Aint nothing wrong, you grown, so baby can you be my… ACT-SHONE?!
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my actshone? HEEYYYY!
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my actshone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my actshone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
We shone-ing
Baby be my actshone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
Right Round
INTRO:
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
Heeeeyyy!
VERSE 1:
Walk out the house with my swagga
Hop in the whip yo I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I look at my Cartier, out of control
Just like my mind where I’m going
No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes
No stomping on my Perreli’s on froze
Unlike my jewelry that’s always on cold
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me its gonna shower
Call up my homies it’s on and poppin’ tonight cuz it’s meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cause we balling this platinum Patron every hour
Look momma I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the truth with all that goody sour
GO!
CHORUS:
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
Heeeeyyy!
VERSE 2:
Shorty must know I’m the man
My money love her like a number one fan
Don’t open my mouth, let her talk to my fans, my Benjamin Franklins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance
Get dirty on like the spot on my hand
We building castles that made out of sand
She’s amazin’, her fire blazin’, 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 waving at me like dammit I told ya
You want a show like a gun out a holster
Tell me whatever and I’ll be ya chauffeur
Cause...
CHORUS
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
Yeeaah...
BRIDGE:
I’m spending my money (Ayyyeee!)
I’m out of control (Ayyyeee!)
Somebody help me
She taking my bank roll
But I’m king of the club (Ayyyeee!)
And I’m wearing the crown
Poppin’ these bottles
Touching these models
Watching they asses go down down (repeats down in a chopped and screwed voice 19x)
CHORUS
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
ROOTS
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
BE ON YOU Feat. Ne-Yo
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Verse 1
Shorty with no limits, that’s what I need all the time
Im with it, she with it, she not shy she put it down
Come get it the business, I’ll hit it who’s is it
Depends if the windows tinted
Go all out dirty south shown in
Locked up grown man, goose patron gin
let me go on then
sexy moaning, catch me jonesin
no not never ever witness, slow mama off schedule
got me aqui, call me papi
hot as saki, fire feathers
bout that, shorty how’s that, got that proud cat
on my papa like ecstasy, pretty face and all that
what I look for is goddess hardcore
the baddest outdoors, deserve a encore
the definition of a shone
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Verse 2
Im feelin you girl, wanna get close to you no doubt
My sister swagger, she tell it more than anything, can vouch
Lil mama you are whats happening ghetto-fine ill make you proud
So sun-alicious 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 can make it better, matter fact I make it wetter
Stormy weather with this cheddar all because you hot as leather
If you may lady let me play baby
Make my way baby
You don’t like it send it back its ok 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
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Mind on My Money
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl
See don’t leave home without it, out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American express, all good-ood-ood
But I need that cash in my hand point blank
Smell, it touch it, ru-ru-rub it, hug it, lu-lu-luv it
Number one subject, keep me rubbing
G-G5 on the jet to Dublin
I need that money,
Man people say wait I think we cousins
No you aint,
I don’t wanna break you off, I got cash to floss
You cant gank the boss with that game-game
Bank tryna count my change-change
Stretch that paper with my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like number one, lac or the range
Rambo cat, with everything
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese , I got the light dough
All these P’s, I got the beef flow
Shawty if you wanna roll, lil mama lets go
My pockets is swoll, get rid of your clothes
Your bumpin that Hov, get none of my dollars
You already know, I got my...
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl
Do-do-do it for the streets-streets,
Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat
Couldve bought me a Bentley Gt,
but I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats
Feel like a king when im on South Beach
Living that dream of this M.O.B.
Get-getting that CREAM while I travel overseas
Feeling them beats with the face of a queen
Elizabeth, a little bit
Need all my gwap, Im loving it
Short to the hood, im thugging it
Wife beater off in public
Got more G’s than a government
From the projects but I aint struggling
Get it popping, champagne bubblin
Rent copies, went so Southern
Just bought a resort and im on three acres
Go to New York and rock fuscia gators
Dance aboard, six grand to the waiters
Passport, I get it like the Lakers
Off of the porch where they think about paper
Don’t need to fuck when I eat with the majors
Passport says I get rent in Malaysia
All over Asia, cuz my...
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
Where all my NY-NY people getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash
Where all my LA-LA people counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks
Where all my MIA people that’s throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash
Where all my H-Town people making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
AVAILABLE ft. AKON
Intro
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh,
It’s the time
It’s the right time
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Yo it’s the perfect time (It’s the perfect time)
Yo It’s the time (It’s the time)
It’s the right time (This is my time)
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Baby, baby, baby
Verse 1
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’
Cus 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 you later maybe I can see ya later
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Verse 2
If you a single girl
Up in the club lookin’ for love
Come on and bring it girl
This is a song I’ll turn it up
Come on and sing it girl
And if your man blow up your phone
turn off your ringer girl
Turn off your ringer
Cus I aint got no girlfriend
You ain’t got one either
If you got a girlfriend baby won’t you bring her
If you got a X leave your X at home
And If he hits the message throw away your cell phone
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me
Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh,
Bridge
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
It’s the time
Ya it’s the right time
The perfect time
Hey
Cus I ain’t got no boyfriend
You ain’t got no girlfriend,
I ain’t got no boyfriend,
Baby we can be friends
And we can do it
Baby we can do it
Baby we can do it
Do it, do it, do it
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free, I’m finally free, I’m finally free, I’m finally free,
I’m finally free (repeat free and fade)
Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh,
Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh
Verse 3
I’m so available
Ain’t got a girlfriend
Single man we can do whatever tonight
Lets throw a party
I’m a bachelor let it loose if you like
So free I want to paint it on my maybach (night?)
Women that like
Women excite
Women my type
Women tell I want ‘em in the mix
Patron and sliced lemons
Sure they get me right
Tryin’ to jam like Russ Simmons
Visit my website
Turn on your Skype wit’ me
Celebrate I’m feelin’ my best
Surprise quickly get rid of my stress
Then I’m gon’ move onto my next mission
Shorty hit me up we can do it its all love
I’m ballin’ its all cus’
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available (I’m free)
I’m so available (I’m free)
So come and get me
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh (Fade)
TOUCH ME
Verse 1
Hey I like it when you’re telling me to keep in touch,
All up with your body rub it like good luck
Lovers stand up Shorty keep me doin’ too much
Hands where they ought to be unleash that stuff
And no apology the freaks don’t fuss
Quick sand quality it’s goin’ down pretty rough
Brand new wit’ it all about that rush
Keep telling me to feel it and its just my luck
I’ma help you make that movie You know my job cause I like my duty
Hit ‘em all of the minor groupies
She a dog, I’ma let her meet Snoopy
Round of applause make it clap like an oozy
( ? ) on the Q like Suzy
Set it off to the top with a ( ? )
Lil mama it’s your call I hear ya I heard ya say
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
Verse 2
Yeaa I’m into that talk, I’m into that walk
Got a thing for them dollars and its all my fault
Let my second head tell it I’ma break you off
Yea tell ‘em I said I got a whole lot of balls
Mr. Go Hard Shorty if its that soft
I wanna grab that have that delivered to the boss
I’m a rump and a jump and a stump wit a cause
For that hump automatic hit the window to the wall
Yea I wanna get right wit’ ya already
Hold it down partner now come on lady
You invited to the shone party got a fetish
You decided when a grown man with it baby
All out to the spot like it’s on freely
Understand I do it big to the guap heavy
While a mama feelin’ hot take her to the tele’
I don’t like ‘em scary like the girls who hit my celli like
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
Verse 3
I like you sexy
I want you next to me (Yeah)
Lets leave a legacy (Yeah)
Got me feelin’ like ecstasy (Yeah)
And a little bit of jealousy (Yeah)
Its all about your melody (Yeah)
Right where I care to be (Yeah)
Shorty glad that’s definitely a felony (Oh)
Want me to touch her that’s cool
I’ll spend my paper on you
And pick you up in my coupe
And make it do what it do
Shorty don’t get it confused
You shone and we can get loose
All night I’m breakin’ the rules
Go hard I like when you say
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
NEVER
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 1
Mama said never be a quitter
Never since I was young
Never been in my roots
Don’t let never make you a bum
Never my only son
She said never beggin’ for crumbs
If never found out you slippin’
Then never might be a gun
Never think suicide
Never steal, never lie,
Never run up to a gun fight
And think you gon’ survive
Never, that’s nonsense
Nonsense is for the flies
Never become a snitch if you’d rather be quiet
Never know ‘em, never met ‘em
Never seen that fellow
Never, Never
When they put you in that room that’s what you tell ‘em
Hell never to ( deny? )
Never I’ma be a star
Never catch me I’m tomorrow
Never worry, never bury tears on your team jersey
Keep it 42, be Worthy
Never good without the curry
Never the greatest of all time
You in a hurry, never, its too early
never have no mercy never
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 2
Never trust a man as far as you could call him
Never put your faith in home boy you don’t know him
Never good and it hurt
Never good and in church
Never good in your life
Buried six feet under dirt
Never hate
Never envy others cus’ they getting’ cake
Never grind, never hustle
Never see your dinner plate
Never be fake, never be a snake
Never play like that shit dog till they bring that pepper spray
Never be scared, never hurt your head
Never, cus if they was killers, you would already be dead
Never pout, never ever have doubt
Never let that be the reason you still sleep on mama’s couch
Never brag, never be stingy with cash
Never get in peoples bizness mind your own just take a nap
Never cry wolf, never done in my book
Never less than a survivor
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 3
Don’t be slick
Never sellin’ dummy bricks
Never get your wig split
Never rob your click, never
Never miss your blessings
Never start second guessing
Never get to heaven
Never cus you missed a lesson
Never bite the hand that feed
Never move in greed
Never succeed
Never doin’ dirty deeds
Never choke
Never give up on your hope
Under pressure dream big
When it’s rough, make a toast
Never sell your soul
Never for some gold
Never diamonds, never pearls
When you die, it never go
Never back down
Never let your hat down
Never see no bully let him know your background
Never cross the line
Never cross your kind
Everyday let it be never wary
Never cross your mind
Never lose sleep
Never cus you got beef
Never know peace
Never when you in these streets
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
SUGAR feat. Wynter
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some, you love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Verse 1
Hey I got a mouth full of cavities
Sweet tooth for the mama like sugar to me
So in love with her lips, got a bug in her ear
So shorty gotta kiss its an emergency
Spritz sprawl for the taste addicted to her gloss
smile this way, maybe I’ll wipe it off with my tongue in your face
I love that mistletoe sippin Gran Marnier, I’m a fan all day
Do me that favor cuz I like your flavor
My managed behavior, I’m into you major
Sweetest of flavors that’s good for this player
My hood now or later, throw back like a pager
Pretty much, you give me a sugar rush
Lil mama you give me high blood pressure when you blush
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch, shorty that’s whats up
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Verse 2
Sh Shorty would you mind cuz I want me some
Now or later I don’t wanna have to wait you the one
Your vicious oh so delicious
Can’t help my interest cant beat addiction
Wanna piece through a piece gotta get a piece
I don’t know a peice give me all your sweets
Bottom and top lip bout to have a sugar feast
Never without trip, I’m a lip biting beast
Smile for them things, all 42 teeth
Squeeze the sugarcane on your mouth must be
Ain’t you mama syrup sticky you’s a mack free
like taffy but classy get at me
ill gladly let you lower like this but your lips they’ll do me fine
now baby don’t trip with the juicy kind
get flip on the grid, you ain’t lyin
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some, you love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Outro
You like my sugar my sugar you so sweet so sweet
Like my candy my candy your so sweet so sweet
Like my sugar my sugar your so sweet so sweet
Like my candy my candy your so sweet so sweet
Girl you my sugar, sweet as candy
So sweet as candy, girl you my sugar
Girl you my sugar, sweet as candy
So sweet as candy, girl you my sugar, my sugar
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Rewind feat. Wyclef Jean
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 1
I tried stickin’ to the rivers that I’m used to
But these tears got me searchin’ for an inner tube
Witness my homies life shorter than my end to loose
Thrown on the ground in my hurt ‘cuz it’s critical
I pop champagne, but still this damn pain
BD I love you, my sister that’ll never changed
That last hug that we shared stitched in my brain
Give up the fortune and the fame to hear you say my name
The ghetto rough why the doves cry purple rain Lord knows I wish death never had a name
(My last breath that had never had relevance)
Wyclef, Flo Rida here to tell it man
To the left, move hurt, folks suffering
I lose myself when I think about my people slain
If I could I would rewind this whole thing
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and ask why (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 2
If I could take yesterday and place it in my palms
I anticipate the date like the school prom
Promised tomorrow what you think ‘til you lose some
Big Will I know heaven got your futon
Fate’s good with the man, paid your dues, done
Rockin shows in Japan wit me gettin’ crunk
We had plans, plans change, a new son
The lord never leave us lonely when you lose one
If I could change the past, my people wouldn’t pass
I wish life was TiVo and you could bring it back
I wish it all was remote and not a day be sad
(I would ip use it like a fix-a-flat)
Pull up the hood times, pull up the good times
Happy days be forever when I put down
Sho’ ‘nuff that’s the truth now
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and ask why (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 3 – Wyclef
It feels like it was just yesterday, just you and me
We was runnin through darkened streets, tryin to make it after the corner
And now that you’re gone away, all that I can say, hey
Chorus
If I could I’d put it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I would pull it up and rewind
So I sit back at night (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I would pull it up and rewind
Outro - instrumental
2. Jump feat. Nelly Furtado
3. Gotta Get It (Dancer)
4. Shone feat. Pleasure P
5. Right Round
6. R.O.O.T.S.
7. Be On You feat. Ne-Yo
8. Mind on My Money
9. Available feat. Akon
10. Touch Me
12. Sugar feat. Wynter
13. Rewind feat. Wyclef Jean
FINALLY HERE
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new that, new this
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new that, new this
Verse 1
No no I won’t settle for nothin less than the air that I breathe
I I I know that it’s a struggle but who the hell gone do it for me
Who the hell gonna do it for 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 motherfucker
And you’d 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
Ha and what do I appreciate my j o b hey boss I’m comin in late
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
Verse 2
Look look look a bike ain’t a bike without no frame
Rice aint rice without no grain; life ain’t life without no shame
If I make it out the hood damn right I’m gonna change my cell phone number
The area code still gonna be 305
Though my friends who was my friends just like my kin welcome in my door
But please wipe your feet on the rug
You can keep your shoes on; it’s all love
Whoa let me stop I’m dreamin too much
Now who the hell gonna give Tramar Dillard a million bucks; nobody but God
Right now I could use me one of them black cards
I’m scarred I fell apart
I can’t even start its hard hard
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
Verse 3
Finally, that day I been tryin to reach
That pay I been dyin to see
Boy don’t fold one line to me
I thought money ain’t grow on trees
Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed
Faith when you can’t see no leaves
Hold up; clean my versace’s
Grace covers of magazines
My mother, she proud of me
Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn’t gonna be shit
Big yachts everyday I get sea sick
I was broke, the prefix
My book say, “why yall gave that nigga some cash
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? Hear it goes
Hook
I’ll just follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5 people keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sun down I’m grindin tryin to make it by
Prayin for my ship to come and take away the pain
Today is finally here
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
That day is finally here, that day is finally here
New shoes, new car, new whip, new chain, new wrist, new this, new that
JUMP feat. Nelly Furtado
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Verse 1
Take is to the roof
Everybody with me got they’re own parachute
You aint scared of heights when you sippin on booze
Party all night like im flyin jet blue
You aint never seen nobody get this loose
Shorty actin naughty with a body, what it do
Talk to this man, bump to this man
Stomp to this man, come up to this man
we got another hit man
Hold up I wanna go up
They wanna throw up
My click blow up and every bad chick know us
Theres the boy that got us all really high
Theres the shorty on my ass all night
How we be rollin like we chokin on vine
Superbowl pimp Goodyear on time
Could I be a bird, I gotta be fly
But I fly in spurts
I got a couple words for ya
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party-arty insane
This party-arty insane
so jump jump jump
Verse 2
When the club jumpin then I got to be there
Check it out shorty like nike air
Im bump takin off like nair
Nba ballin I don’t care
Now what do you do when you see her with shorty
And she make it bounce in the room
Hey girl come on baby you should fly some later
Can I get on your hot air balloon
Sky hi
Still clever like a blonde in the mile high
Ears poppin bubblelicious let me get right
Keep poppin in position after midnight
More wings fried chickens up in NY
Chica what … in da 5th ward
Houston then we jump ship all aboard
Rollin in Miami with a impala 4 door
Cali jump hear the switch of 6 4
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party already insane
All my ladies
All my ladies
All the fellas
All the fellas
Hook
When I say jump you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody get so high
Like a bird like a plane
This party already insane
This party already insane
So jump jump jump
Gotta Get It (Dancer)
(Gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Hey, I wanna wanna nasty girl
All about the party, never backseat girl
Upfront with it, bigger than a trackmeet girl
First number saved in my blackberry pearl
Ball up shawty, showing out for the world
Get it down, center stage, all the freaks want her
Money in the waist, singing, finna get served
Don’t trip, give it to em, imma let you feel the curves
Take off the clothes, get loose for that dough
So rockin juice, abusing that bud
Showing off the goods, she drop it and reload
Never no excuse for this girl when its freak mode
Yep, shes the real deal
Yep, give her dollar bills
Yep, on the holla tip
Yep, shawty outta here
Yep, got alota hips
Yep, with the model lips
She gotta get that money
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Hey, shawty sweatin out, do it, let me check it out
Uncut, raw, so we never have to edit out
Pockets on swole, so I never gotta go
Got alota bankroll, so the gwop in control
Like I got bees, I be feeling on you
Can my dawg get a dance for his birthday boo
I know I got the cash that youre looking for too
For the best Louis bag or the jimmy choo shoes
Oh, not a problem, I can solve em
Sexy situation, get it to the bottom
Giving you enough attention, run up into stardom
Hop up in the lac, give you cover in escada
That’s the nasty stuff that I need
Girl do your thing, the money, it don’t breathe
Dead presidents will come up with a striptease
I know you gotta get that money-oney
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it to the right
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it all night
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it to the right
Shake it, shake it to the left
Shake it, shake it all night
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, rock with it
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, roll with it
Don’t stop, get it get it
Don’t stop, rumble with it
Gotta get that money-oney
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do (gotta get that money-oney)
Nasty dancer, dancing for money
Do what you wanna do, (gotta get that money-oney)
Freaky dancer, dancing she loves it
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna go
Do what you gotta do
Do what you wanna do
Do what you gotta do
Shone feat. Pleasure P
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
(Pleasure P harmonizes shone in the background 3X)
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone
(repeats twice with screams of “Aye” in the background)
VERSE 1 (Flo Rida Raps)
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
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 ya thong
That body is what I want
I got it written in stone
Let’s start off sippin’ Patron
However, whenever, whatever
This here what I’m all about
Spit cheddar the weather get better
Put on I’ma give you this guap
Forever, and ever, on schedule
Yeah baby I’ma take ya to the top
I’ma take you to the spot
I’ma show you what I got
But you gotta make it drop
Get it poppin never stop
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
Cash ain’t no problem
I really got dollars so baby get straight to the business
Poppin’ them collars
I know if I holla
I’m looking for shorty with thickness
I’ll be your personal fitness
Girl I’ma get you addicted
So can you be mine
Will you be mine
Won’t you be mine
Can you be myyyyy...
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my act-shone?
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my act-shone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my act-shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
Baby be my act-shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
VERSE 2 (Flo Rida Raps)
HEEEEEEYYYY!!!
You can be my act-shone
Plenty satisfact-shone
I really got a fetish
She bowlegged that’s my attract-shone
Set it off yeah baby, hit the Blackberry
That’s my connect-shone
Put it down on everything, that sexyness is my pass-shone
Whatever you like, we turn off the lights, go head and show me your back strong
At the end of night, if you get me right, got stacks to blow like a saxaphone
Do ya thing mama keep killing em
Dead presidents, I’m peeling em
For the record, I’m feelin’ ya, no contest shorty keep grillin’ em
All the way, all day, I don’t play, get straight to the point raise the temperature
So hot, it’s on the brink, girl I just want to give you this cake, let’s 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 cutttttttt
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my act-shone?
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my act-shone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my act-shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
We shone-ing
Baby be my act-shone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
BRIDGE (Pleasure Sings)
I live in Hollywood, but I still be in the jects
Shorties wanna holla when they see what’s on my neck
My money very long, I ain’t gotta make it stretch
And when I say shone, I be talking bout sex
Say little momma, you know I’ma make you holla
Walk in the club and we gone toss a couple dollars
Pop a few bottles make them haters want to follow
Aint nothing wrong, you grown, so baby can you be my… ACT-SHONE?!
CHORUS (Pleasure Sings)
Can you be my actshone? HEEYYYY!
Cause from the way that you dancing I know you got it going on tonight
Baby you can be my actshone
And I’ll turn on the lights and the cameras as soon as I can get you home tonight
Can you be my actshone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (You can be my)
We shone-ing
Baby be my actshone
You could be my shone
You could be my shone (You can be my)
You could be my shone (We shone-ing)
Right Round
INTRO:
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
Heeeeyyy!
VERSE 1:
Walk out the house with my swagga
Hop in the whip yo I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I look at my Cartier, out of control
Just like my mind where I’m going
No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes
No stomping on my Perreli’s on froze
Unlike my jewelry that’s always on cold
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me its gonna shower
Call up my homies it’s on and poppin’ tonight cuz it’s meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cause we balling this platinum Patron every hour
Look momma I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the truth with all that goody sour
GO!
CHORUS:
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
Heeeeyyy!
VERSE 2:
Shorty must know I’m the man
My money love her like a number one fan
Don’t open my mouth, let her talk to my fans, my Benjamin Franklins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance
Get dirty on like the spot on my hand
We building castles that made out of sand
She’s amazin’, her fire blazin’, 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 waving at me like dammit I told ya
You want a show like a gun out a holster
Tell me whatever and I’ll be ya chauffeur
Cause...
CHORUS
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing money around
Ain’t nothing more beautiful to be found
It’s going down down
Yeeaah...
BRIDGE:
I’m spending my money (Ayyyeee!)
I’m out of control (Ayyyeee!)
Somebody help me
She taking my bank roll
But I’m king of the club (Ayyyeee!)
And I’m wearing the crown
Poppin’ these bottles
Touching these models
Watching they asses go down down (repeats down in a chopped and screwed voice 19x)
CHORUS
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down
ROOTS
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
BE ON YOU Feat. Ne-Yo
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Verse 1
Shorty with no limits, that’s what I need all the time
Im with it, she with it, she not shy she put it down
Come get it the business, I’ll hit it who’s is it
Depends if the windows tinted
Go all out dirty south shown in
Locked up grown man, goose patron gin
let me go on then
sexy moaning, catch me jonesin
no not never ever witness, slow mama off schedule
got me aqui, call me papi
hot as saki, fire feathers
bout that, shorty how’s that, got that proud cat
on my papa like ecstasy, pretty face and all that
what I look for is goddess hardcore
the baddest outdoors, deserve a encore
the definition of a shone
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Verse 2
Im feelin you girl, wanna get close to you no doubt
My sister swagger, she tell it more than anything, can vouch
Lil mama you are whats happening ghetto-fine ill make you proud
So sun-alicious 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 can make it better, matter fact I make it wetter
Stormy weather with this cheddar all because you hot as leather
If you may lady let me play baby
Make my way baby
You don’t like it send it back its ok 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
Hook
Said excuse me little mama if I may
Take this thought and send it your way
And if you don’t like that, just 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, just send it right back
But I just gotta say, I just gotta say
Mind on My Money
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl
See don’t leave home without it, out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American express, all good-ood-ood
But I need that cash in my hand point blank
Smell, it touch it, ru-ru-rub it, hug it, lu-lu-luv it
Number one subject, keep me rubbing
G-G5 on the jet to Dublin
I need that money,
Man people say wait I think we cousins
No you aint,
I don’t wanna break you off, I got cash to floss
You cant gank the boss with that game-game
Bank tryna count my change-change
Stretch that paper with my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like number one, lac or the range
Rambo cat, with everything
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese , I got the light dough
All these P’s, I got the beef flow
Shawty if you wanna roll, lil mama lets go
My pockets is swoll, get rid of your clothes
Your bumpin that Hov, get none of my dollars
You already know, I got my...
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go...girl
Do-do-do it for the streets-streets,
Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat
Couldve bought me a Bentley Gt,
but I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats
Feel like a king when im on South Beach
Living that dream of this M.O.B.
Get-getting that CREAM while I travel overseas
Feeling them beats with the face of a queen
Elizabeth, a little bit
Need all my gwap, Im loving it
Short to the hood, im thugging it
Wife beater off in public
Got more G’s than a government
From the projects but I aint struggling
Get it popping, champagne bubblin
Rent copies, went so Southern
Just bought a resort and im on three acres
Go to New York and rock fuscia gators
Dance aboard, six grand to the waiters
Passport, I get it like the Lakers
Off of the porch where they think about paper
Don’t need to fuck when I eat with the majors
Passport says I get rent in Malaysia
All over Asia, cuz my...
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
Where all my NY-NY people getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash
Where all my LA-LA people counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks
Where all my MIA people that’s throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash
Where all my H-Town people making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks
Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
You know you gotta love it, ay ay
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
AVAILABLE ft. AKON
Intro
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Oooohooooh,
It’s the time
It’s the right time
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Yo it’s the perfect time (It’s the perfect time)
Yo It’s the time (It’s the time)
It’s the right time (This is my time)
It’s the time (It’s the time)
Baby, baby, baby
Verse 1
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’
Cus 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 you later maybe I can see ya later
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh
Verse 2
If you a single girl
Up in the club lookin’ for love
Come on and bring it girl
This is a song I’ll turn it up
Come on and sing it girl
And if your man blow up your phone
turn off your ringer girl
Turn off your ringer
Cus I aint got no girlfriend
You ain’t got one either
If you got a girlfriend baby won’t you bring her
If you got a X leave your X at home
And If he hits the message throw away your cell phone
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
So come and get me
Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh (oooooh), Oooohooooh,
Bridge
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
I’m finally free (ooooohoo)
It’s the time
Ya it’s the right time
The perfect time
Hey
Cus I ain’t got no boyfriend
You ain’t got no girlfriend,
I ain’t got no boyfriend,
Baby we can be friends
And we can do it
Baby we can do it
Baby we can do it
Do it, do it, do it
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available
I’m so available
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free, I’m finally free, I’m finally free, I’m finally free,
I’m finally free (repeat free and fade)
Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh,
Aaaaahhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh
Verse 3
I’m so available
Ain’t got a girlfriend
Single man we can do whatever tonight
Lets throw a party
I’m a bachelor let it loose if you like
So free I want to paint it on my maybach (night?)
Women that like
Women excite
Women my type
Women tell I want ‘em in the mix
Patron and sliced lemons
Sure they get me right
Tryin’ to jam like Russ Simmons
Visit my website
Turn on your Skype wit’ me
Celebrate I’m feelin’ my best
Surprise quickly get rid of my stress
Then I’m gon’ move onto my next mission
Shorty hit me up we can do it its all love
I’m ballin’ its all cus’
Chorus
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m finally free
And I’m a get right to mine
I’m so available (I’m free)
I’m so available (I’m free)
So come and get me
Oooohooooh Oooohooooh Oooohooooh (Fade)
TOUCH ME
Verse 1
Hey I like it when you’re telling me to keep in touch,
All up with your body rub it like good luck
Lovers stand up Shorty keep me doin’ too much
Hands where they ought to be unleash that stuff
And no apology the freaks don’t fuss
Quick sand quality it’s goin’ down pretty rough
Brand new wit’ it all about that rush
Keep telling me to feel it and its just my luck
I’ma help you make that movie You know my job cause I like my duty
Hit ‘em all of the minor groupies
She a dog, I’ma let her meet Snoopy
Round of applause make it clap like an oozy
( ? ) on the Q like Suzy
Set it off to the top with a ( ? )
Lil mama it’s your call I hear ya I heard ya say
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
Verse 2
Yeaa I’m into that talk, I’m into that walk
Got a thing for them dollars and its all my fault
Let my second head tell it I’ma break you off
Yea tell ‘em I said I got a whole lot of balls
Mr. Go Hard Shorty if its that soft
I wanna grab that have that delivered to the boss
I’m a rump and a jump and a stump wit a cause
For that hump automatic hit the window to the wall
Yea I wanna get right wit’ ya already
Hold it down partner now come on lady
You invited to the shone party got a fetish
You decided when a grown man with it baby
All out to the spot like it’s on freely
Understand I do it big to the guap heavy
While a mama feelin’ hot take her to the tele’
I don’t like ‘em scary like the girls who hit my celli like
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
Verse 3
I like you sexy
I want you next to me (Yeah)
Lets leave a legacy (Yeah)
Got me feelin’ like ecstasy (Yeah)
And a little bit of jealousy (Yeah)
Its all about your melody (Yeah)
Right where I care to be (Yeah)
Shorty glad that’s definitely a felony (Oh)
Want me to touch her that’s cool
I’ll spend my paper on you
And pick you up in my coupe
And make it do what it do
Shorty don’t get it confused
You shone and we can get loose
All night I’m breakin’ the rules
Go hard I like when you say
Chorus
Touch me baby
Touch me all night long
Touch me baby
Yeaaa
NEVER
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 1
Mama said never be a quitter
Never since I was young
Never been in my roots
Don’t let never make you a bum
Never my only son
She said never beggin’ for crumbs
If never found out you slippin’
Then never might be a gun
Never think suicide
Never steal, never lie,
Never run up to a gun fight
And think you gon’ survive
Never, that’s nonsense
Nonsense is for the flies
Never become a snitch if you’d rather be quiet
Never know ‘em, never met ‘em
Never seen that fellow
Never, Never
When they put you in that room that’s what you tell ‘em
Hell never to ( deny? )
Never I’ma be a star
Never catch me I’m tomorrow
Never worry, never bury tears on your team jersey
Keep it 42, be Worthy
Never good without the curry
Never the greatest of all time
You in a hurry, never, its too early
never have no mercy never
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 2
Never trust a man as far as you could call him
Never put your faith in home boy you don’t know him
Never good and it hurt
Never good and in church
Never good in your life
Buried six feet under dirt
Never hate
Never envy others cus’ they getting’ cake
Never grind, never hustle
Never see your dinner plate
Never be fake, never be a snake
Never play like that shit dog till they bring that pepper spray
Never be scared, never hurt your head
Never, cus if they was killers, you would already be dead
Never pout, never ever have doubt
Never let that be the reason you still sleep on mama’s couch
Never brag, never be stingy with cash
Never get in peoples bizness mind your own just take a nap
Never cry wolf, never done in my book
Never less than a survivor
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
Verse 3
Don’t be slick
Never sellin’ dummy bricks
Never get your wig split
Never rob your click, never
Never miss your blessings
Never start second guessing
Never get to heaven
Never cus you missed a lesson
Never bite the hand that feed
Never move in greed
Never succeed
Never doin’ dirty deeds
Never choke
Never give up on your hope
Under pressure dream big
When it’s rough, make a toast
Never sell your soul
Never for some gold
Never diamonds, never pearls
When you die, it never go
Never back down
Never let your hat down
Never see no bully let him know your background
Never cross the line
Never cross your kind
Everyday let it be never wary
Never cross your mind
Never lose sleep
Never cus you got beef
Never know peace
Never when you in these streets
Chorus
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, never, never, never
No
Never give up, never hold your head down
Never fear no man, never trust anybody
Never say you can’t, no, no, no never
SUGAR feat. Wynter
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some, you love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Verse 1
Hey I got a mouth full of cavities
Sweet tooth for the mama like sugar to me
So in love with her lips, got a bug in her ear
So shorty gotta kiss its an emergency
Spritz sprawl for the taste addicted to her gloss
smile this way, maybe I’ll wipe it off with my tongue in your face
I love that mistletoe sippin Gran Marnier, I’m a fan all day
Do me that favor cuz I like your flavor
My managed behavior, I’m into you major
Sweetest of flavors that’s good for this player
My hood now or later, throw back like a pager
Pretty much, you give me a sugar rush
Lil mama you give me high blood pressure when you blush
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch, shorty that’s whats up
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Verse 2
Sh Shorty would you mind cuz I want me some
Now or later I don’t wanna have to wait you the one
Your vicious oh so delicious
Can’t help my interest cant beat addiction
Wanna piece through a piece gotta get a piece
I don’t know a peice give me all your sweets
Bottom and top lip bout to have a sugar feast
Never without trip, I’m a lip biting beast
Smile for them things, all 42 teeth
Squeeze the sugarcane on your mouth must be
Ain’t you mama syrup sticky you’s a mack free
like taffy but classy get at me
ill gladly let you lower like this but your lips they’ll do me fine
now baby don’t trip with the juicy kind
get flip on the grid, you ain’t lyin
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some, you love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Outro
You like my sugar my sugar you so sweet so sweet
Like my candy my candy your so sweet so sweet
Like my sugar my sugar your so sweet so sweet
Like my candy my candy your so sweet so sweet
Girl you my sugar, sweet as candy
So sweet as candy, girl you my sugar
Girl you my sugar, sweet as candy
So sweet as candy, girl you my sugar, my sugar
Hook
My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar
This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung
So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar
You love you some
I’m sweet like...sugar
Rewind feat. Wyclef Jean
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 1
I tried stickin’ to the rivers that I’m used to
But these tears got me searchin’ for an inner tube
Witness my homies life shorter than my end to loose
Thrown on the ground in my hurt ‘cuz it’s critical
I pop champagne, but still this damn pain
BD I love you, my sister that’ll never changed
That last hug that we shared stitched in my brain
Give up the fortune and the fame to hear you say my name
The ghetto rough why the doves cry purple rain Lord knows I wish death never had a name
(My last breath that had never had relevance)
Wyclef, Flo Rida here to tell it man
To the left, move hurt, folks suffering
I lose myself when I think about my people slain
If I could I would rewind this whole thing
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and ask why (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 2
If I could take yesterday and place it in my palms
I anticipate the date like the school prom
Promised tomorrow what you think ‘til you lose some
Big Will I know heaven got your futon
Fate’s good with the man, paid your dues, done
Rockin shows in Japan wit me gettin’ crunk
We had plans, plans change, a new son
The lord never leave us lonely when you lose one
If I could change the past, my people wouldn’t pass
I wish life was TiVo and you could bring it back
I wish it all was remote and not a day be sad
(I would ip use it like a fix-a-flat)
Pull up the hood times, pull up the good times
Happy days be forever when I put down
Sho’ ‘nuff that’s the truth now
Chorus
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
To the times 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
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I’d pull it up and rewind
So I sit down and ask why (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I’d pull it up and rewind
Verse 3 – Wyclef
It feels like it was just yesterday, just you and me
We was runnin through darkened streets, tryin to make it after the corner
And now that you’re gone away, all that I can say, hey
Chorus
If I could I’d put it up and rewind
To the time when it was just me and you
Oh how we were inseparable
If I could I would pull it up and rewind
To the time before you went away
I Wish I could go back to yesterday
If I could I would pull it up and rewind
So I sit back at night (...why)
Are you livin up in the sky (...sky)
And I know if I could I would pull it up and rewind
Outro - instrumental
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