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Florida - Şarkı Sözleri

Konusu 'Şarkı Sözleri' forumundadır ve Paradoks ~ tarafından 19 Aralık 2012 başlatılmıştır.

  1. Paradoks ~

    Paradoks ~ ... Elif ...

    Katılım:
    6 Eylül 2011
    Mesajlar:
    4.006
    Beğenileri:
    71
    Ödül Puanları:
    2.980
    Meslek:
    Yazılım mühendisi
    Yer:
    Konya
    Banka:
    114 ÇTL
    Florida - Come With Me

    met a lot of women on the road,
    My pimping is world wide,
    And everybody knows, uh,
    But something about her,
    Makes me wanna slow it,
    Spend a little more time ,
    I like that she has a mind on her,

    I gotta get her,
    Won't, stop till I got her,
    She focus, she go to school,
    She works from ten to two, he-yo,
    Cus shawty, Cus Shawty, Cus Shawty's fly,
    I can use someone like you by myside,
    As long as your a rida,rida, I can lowa you down,
    Or provider, vider, baby are you down,
    So you should get to know me,
    Little Mama,
    So tell me , what its gonna be, little mama,

    Hoppin on ride, In the passenger side,
    I'll show you just how to roll,
    Come kick with me tonight eh-yo,
    Dont be afraid,
    Everything is alright,
    na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-no

    She wanna come with me,
    Little mama wanna rock and see,
    What do we have here now,
    Now do you ride or die tonight?,

    She wanna come with me,
    Little mama, wanna run, quick see,
    What do we have here now,
    Now do you ride or die tonight?

    The perfect situation for us both,
    Cus shawty you want your ground,
    And I'm let cha handle mines boo,
    Just tell me whatcha need, and its a go,
    I love the fact that chu fine, some movie girl can we can drive-thru ,
    Foot off the pedal, like you and the stilletos, Wanna make you the one,
    Get freaky under the sun, eh-yo,
    That body , that body ,that body right,
    We can get straight to business everynight,

    As long as you a rida, rida, I can lowa you down,
    Or provida, vida, Baby are you down? ,
    So you should get to know me, Little mama,
    So tell me whats it gonna be, Little Mama,


    Hoppin on ride, In the passenger side,
    I'll show you just how to roll,
    Come kick with me tonight eh-yo,
    Dont be afraid,
    Everything is alright,
    na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-no

    She wanna come with me,
    Little mama wanna run quick see,
    What do we have here now,
    Now do you ride or die tonight?,

    She wanna come with me,
    Little mama, wanna run, quick see,
    What do we have here now,
    Now do you ride or die tonight
     
  2. Paradoks ~

    Paradoks ~ ... Elif ...

    Katılım:
    6 Eylül 2011
    Mesajlar:
    4.006
    Beğenileri:
    71
    Ödül Puanları:
    2.980
    Meslek:
    Yazılım mühendisi
    Yer:
    Konya
    Banka:
    114 ÇTL
    (Nakarat)
    Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
    I found me a hoe to help plant my seed
    I got bail money they f**k with me
    (Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) x5

    (Verse 1)
    I know where I come from
    Niggas gotta grub
    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 feature we don't pump the same blood
    You need that new Mercades
    Hummer tha color gravy
    How the hell you gon play me
    I made a deal to 380
    Tell me I'm acting shady
    I try to ignore the lazy
    Say my grace on the daily
    If mine arrest me I'm ready

    (Nakarat)

    (Verse 2)
    Gotta have 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 supported 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 guap.

    (Nakarat)


    (Verse 3)
    Crying erryday ben franks on they brain
    Preparly marinate a million strong keep the change
    Challenge that generate we gotta tone it with a crane
    Hustlas for that bank be aware that we untamed
    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
    Seen it so I took it and if you tell a nigga that's all


    LOW( feat T-Pain)

    [Intro - T-Pain]
    Mmmmmmmm
    Let me talk to 'em
    Let me talk to 'em
    (Let it rain)
    Mmmmmmmm
    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]
    Hey, I ain't never seen nothing 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 i whoa
    Did i think i 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 role
    Ima say that I prefer her no clothes
    I'm in to that I love women exposed
    She threw it back at me I gave her moCash ain't a problem I know where it go (she had them)

    [Chorus (T-Pain)]
    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]
    Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home
    My jeans filled with gwap 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'll bend the 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 ,oh 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)]
    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]
    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
    Ta Ta Tattoo above her *****
    I had to handle that
    I was on it sexy woman
    Let me show it make me want it
    Two in the morning, I'm zonin
    n Them rosa bottles foaming
    She wouldn't stop
    Made it drop
    Shawty did that pop and lock
    Had to break her off that gwap
    Gal was fine just like my glock

    [Chorus (T-Pain)]
    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

    Elevator


    Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
    Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
    Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
    Hey girl you're comin, ' come on...

    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 stopped a gold diggin' woman
    Money cash flow all big faced hundreds
    Stuntin' on the pole got them d-boys running
    Shorty got both broke can't see what's cominWear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey
    Dolce and Gabbana and she get it from her mommy
    Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani
    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 but her name on the cake
    If I ever play for booty grade A

    Got you stuck on my
    On my elevator
    Get it up, on my elevator
    Check it out!

    My 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 cuz.
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh

    She got her nails did, she got her hair did
    She got 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; True Religion, Ed Hardy
    Little mama twerk that top model body
    South Beach piece on the back of that Ducati
    I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari

    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, cuz...
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (Thie girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh

    My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm
    Cut, take boy Hollyhood action
    Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone
    Tattoo type, bump the low ring tone
    Bending Ghetto booty, playing the ghetto booty on her.
    Roll up machilles 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
    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...
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
    (This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh
     
  3. Paradoks ~

    Paradoks ~ ... Elif ...

    Katılım:
    6 Eylül 2011
    Mesajlar:
    4.006
    Beğenileri:
    71
    Ödül Puanları:
    2.980
    Meslek:
    Yazılım mühendisi
    Yer:
    Konya
    Banka:
    114 ÇTL
    Hey this is my jam
    Yall don't understand
    I'll make you understand
    What's pumpin in my CD player (player)
    Party all night like yayer (yayer)
    Shawty got a hand in the ayer (ayer)
    Make me want to take it dayer
    Then 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
    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&Fergie] [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
     

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