FLO RIDA LYRICS - Run To You
(feat. T-Pain & LMFAO)
( Flo Rida )
You might not wanna jog on this one
Get head away for the summer
You already hot, I’m already hot
No sweat, no under armor
Louis this fight, or the big night
Holla back, if you need a spazer
Yeah, aight, the mr all right
Come around, with a few more karmas
Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rospetta
See me with lil' mama, kinda make you jealous
Yeah be a honor, gotta say you special
Beat her like a drama girl, you better be careful
Comprende, what's a bit late
Like fred rick I'll be jet lagged
Calling on you this moment, this instant
What I do is just basic instinct..
You see me all over her, you want me all over you
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you gonna do..
( T-Pain - Hook )
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it..
( Flo Rida )
Head start, you got that shorty
On your marks, til the show get started
Can you level on the rocks bacardi
Relay cause they're at the party
Pass the bottles, level up get naughty
Full speed, hurry up put your body
Track me thick cause ferrari
Meet a freak, build cause I'm sorry..
You ain't get the memo, bma get low
See the finish the line, looking like like a limbo
Yeah we going we in, no night like tempo
There's another bad chick make light most simple
Mr brenda, no beginner, first place, tryna make you winner
Yeah baby, my brenda, I'll be waiting in the spot descender..
You see me all over her, you want me all over you
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you gonna do..
( T-Pain - Hook )
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it..
( LMFAO )
We in the spot, the club is hot
And if you wanna party rock, say hell yeah
Non stop, the bottle's popped,
And if you want another short, say hell yeah
I’m gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun with Foo
I know what you wanna do when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my Underoos
Got you wet, dripping like SoCo
Never should’ve let you bounce on my pogo
Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono
So you roll stop like you don't know
I'm running through these zones like dreno
But I keep it low pro, cause she's my main-o
I got your tickets, they're on bandaigo
Back room, no fro, I'll be eating a mango..
( T-Pain - Hook )
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it, oh oh oh
Somebody gon’ get it in the morning
Somebody gon’ get it..
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( Etta James )
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never knew I had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah..
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never knew I had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah..
( Flo Rida )
Yes I can, doubt that I leave, I'm running with this plan
Pull me, grab me, crabs in the bucket can't have me
I'll be the president one day..
January first, oh, you like that gossip
Like you the one drinking that god sip dot com
Now I gotta work with your tongue
How many rolling stones you want..
Yeah I got a brand new spirit,
Speak it and it's done
Woke up on the side of the bed like I won
Talk like a winner, my chest to that sub
G5 dealer, US to Taiwan..
I hope you say that, I wanna play back
Mama knew I was a needle in a hay stack
A bugatti boy, plus Maybach
I got a feeling it's a wrap asap..
( Flo Rida )
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah..
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never knew I had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah..
( Flo Rida )
The mountain top, walk on water
I got power, feel so royal
One second, I'ma strike oil
Diamond, platinum, no more for you..
That adrenaline, never giving in
Giving up's not an option, gotta get it in
Witness I got the heart of 20 men
No fear, go to sleep in the lion's den..
That flow, that spark, that crown
You looking at the king of the jungle now
Stronger than ever can't hold me down
A hundred miles comin' from the pitcher's mound..
Straight game face, it's game day
See me running through the crowd full of melee
No trick plays, I'm Bill Gates,
Take a genius to understand me..
( Etta James )
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah..
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( Fabolous )
The past is the past you know
Can’t worry the past cause that yes-sterday..
It’s a new day bro
Ima put it on the line cause it’s my time
My day, gotta do it now
Hey hey hey heey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it’s my time (hey),
My time (hey), my time (hey)
If your with me let me hear you say, common
Ma ma, ma ma, (dah dah dah dah dah)
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma, ma ma, (dah dah dah dah dah)
It’s my time..
( Fabolous )
Guess what time it is? My, my, my time
You can check your iPhone, bet it say it's iTime
I don’t even need a watch, I don’t even see a clock
Soon as a I walk in, it feel like me o’clock
Give me a clock, Every time I check
Singers don’t measure up, and try and blame the Pyrex
Damn, ima do it bigger than a 5-ex
Can’t ride with an L, so I don’t drive lex
Games so bickery, so full of trickery
Nursery, rhyming, hickory, dickory
Blowing that side, the hood call it pickory,
Biggie, puffy, busta victory..
( Chorus - Jeremih )
Go hard, today!
Can’t worry the past, cause that yes-sterday
Ima put it on tonight cause it’s my time
Hey hey hey heey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it’s my time (hey),
My time (hey), my time (hey)
If your with me let me hear you say, common
Ma ma, ma ma, (dah dah dah dah dah)
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma, ma ma, (dah dah dah dah dah)
It’s my time..
( Fabolous )
My time is more like fly time
Don’t call to get dressed, call it in a sky time
If you aint a pilot, you probly couldn’t style it
Unless you was a stewardess, you wonder what to do with this
First I take the time out, then I put the time in
Money aint everything, it’s more about the timing
So I got the water mark, Flawless diamonds
In other words that’s called perfect timing
I feel like a favour, I feel like a savour
They clock in my neck, I feel like im flavour
I go so hard, glow so god
Dance, scream
( Chorus )
( Jeremih )
Oh now I know mine, it’s been a few years
Know ive seen bout time
You know ive got committed with the system up in the zone
Sign the dotted liiiine
Now is on, so ya’ll better check your wrist piece
Why? Cause its time to make history
Just hop in here, bullets history
Howda, howda, howda hell you gonna evict me?
You know im here stay, never cocky now
With bottles we poppin now, no telling where we stopping now
And I represent the chick a g o
On the track with F A B O
You know we..
( Chorus )
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( Will I Am )
Listen up you all, 'cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious
( Verse 1 - Fergie )
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo.
You could see me, you can't squeeze me.
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy.
I got reasons why I tease 'em.
Boys just come and go like seasons.
( Hook 1 )
Fergalicious (so delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous.
And if you were suspicious,
All that shit is fictitious.
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock.
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
( Chorus )
So delicious (it's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
I'm Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)
( Verse 2 )
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def- ["def" is echoing]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy.
They always claim they know me,
Comin' to me call me Stacy (Hey, Stacy),
I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E,
And can't no other lady put it down like me.
( Hook 2 )
I'm Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oh, wee)
I put yo' boy on rock, rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
( Chorus )
So delicious (it's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
Fergalicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out)
( Vamp )
Baby, baby, baby,
If you really want me,
Honey get some patience.
Maybe then you'll get a taste.
I'll be tasty, tasty,
I'll be laced with lacey.
It's so tasty, tasty,
It'll make you crazy.
( Will I Am )
T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty, T to the A to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie
( Fergie: RAP )
All the time I turn around brother's gather round always looking at me up and down looking at my (uh)
I just wanna say it now - I ain't trying to round up drama, little mama I don't wanna take your man.
And I know I'm coming off just a little bit conceited and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it.
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele
'Cause they say she...
( Hook 3 )
Delicious (so delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you were suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (got, got, got)
Four, tres, two, uno.
My body stay vicious,
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness,
He's my witness (oh, wee).
I put yo' boy on rock, rock,
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
( Chorus )
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t tasty, tasty
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye)
( Will I Am )
T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty
T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the, E to the, L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty
T to the A, to the S T Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the, four, tres, two, uno
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the...
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( Sia - Hook )
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Oooh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones (wild ones wild ones)
Oooh
( Flo Rida )
I like crazy, foolish, stupid
Party going wild, fist pumping
Music, I might lose it
Blast to the roof, that how we do'z it (do'z it do'z it)
I don't care the night, she don't care we like
Almost dared the right five
Ready to get live, ain't no surprise
Take me so high, jumping nose dive
Surfing the crowd
Oooh
Said I gotta be the man
When they heading my van, mic check one two
Shut them down in the club while the playboy does it, and y'all get lose lose
After bottle, we all get bit and again tomorrow
Gotta break loose cause that's the motto
Club shuts down, I heard you're super models
( Sia - Hook )
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Oooh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones (wild ones wild ones)
Oooh
( Flo Rida )
Party rocker, foot-show stopper
More Chambord
Number one, club popper
Got a hangover like too much vodka
Can't see me with ten binoculars
So cool
No doubt by the end of the night
Got the clothes coming off
Til I make that move
Somehow, someway, gotta raise the roof, roof
All black shades when the sun come through
Oh, it's on like everything goes
Round up baby tilt the freaky show
What happens to that body, it's a private show
Stays right here, private show
I like 'em untamed, don't tell me how pain
Tell them this, bottoms up with the champagne
My life, coming harder than we hit play
Do you busy with the bail, were you insane
( Sia - Hook )
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Oooh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones (wild ones wild ones)
Oooh
( Bridge )
I am a wild one
Break me in
Saddle me up and let's begin
I am a wild one
Tame me now
Running with wolves
And I'm on the prowl
Show you another side of me
A side you would never thought you would see
Tear up that body
Dominate you 'til you've had enough
I hear you like
The wild stuff
( Sia - Hook )
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Oooh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you'll do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones (wild ones wild ones)
Oooh
I am a wild one
Break me in
Saddle me up and let's begin
I am a wild one
Tame me now
Running with wolves
And I'm on the prowl...
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Da Da Da Da
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity
( CHORUS: )
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
( CHORUS )
Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity
( CHORUS )
La Da Da Da Da Da
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Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
I'm betting you like bebop
And I'm betting you love creep mode
And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls
And stroke your little ego
I bet I'm guilty your honor
But that's how we live in my genre
When in hell I pay rottweiler
There's only one flo, and one rida
I'm a damn shame
Order more champagne, pull it down hellstream
Tryna put it on ya
Bet your lips spin back around corner
Slow it down baby take a little longer
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
It's like everywhere I go
My whistle ready to blow
Shorty don't leave a note
She can get any by the low
Permission not approved
It's okay, it's under control
Show me soprano, cause girl you can handle
Baby we start snagging, you come in part clothes
Girl I'm losing wing, my bucatti the same road
Show me your perfect pitch,
You got it my banjo
Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles
So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music
Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it
Give me the perfect picture, never lose it
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Go girl you can work it
Let me see your whistle while you work it
I'mma lay it back, don't stop it
Cause I love it how you drop it, drop it, drop it, on me
Now, shorty let that whistle blow
Yeah, baby let that whistle blow
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
