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Canciones más populares de Flo Rida
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Flo Rida
Leadgesang
Ludacris
Stimme und Gesang
Git Fresh
Stimme und Gesang
Gucci Mane
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christopher Bridges
Songwriter:in
Marcus Slade
Songwriter:in
Sydne George
Songwriter:in
Jerome Foster
Songwriter:in
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter:in
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter:in
Wayne Thomas
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Knobody
Produzent:in
Marcus Slade
Produzent:in
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Fabian Marasciullo
Mischtechniker:in
Slade Da Monsta
Produzent:in
Juan Negrete
Produzent:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
wayneO
Produzent:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
Flo Rida
Gucci
Bird
[Verse 2]
I done bought all this Ciroc
Now, lil' mama on my jock
Staring at me up and down
Like when my Rollie's six o'clock
[Verse 3]
Now, you know you better stop
You done heard about my squad
I am G, po' boy
You either (Uhh) or you not (Hold up, shawty)
[Verse 4]
Wait a minute, shawty, why you came?
Who you know and who the hell told you to come?
All up in the middle where the business unofficial
When I can't stand a chick tryna spoil my fun
Looking for a dude to rip you off some funds?
I don't need a chick tryna throw my ones
Semi look rich, I wanna have his son
I sip Perignon, but do I look dumb?
[Verse 5]
Get a job, shawty, turn my knob
And if it don't open up, make sure you slob
My boys ain't broke, we about the bar
Sit back, blow smoke from a Cuban cigar
What's your mission? Looks suspicious
I don't get it, no permission
Back no interest, what's the business?
Shawty, listen
[Verse 6]
I'm just tryna figure, figure, why you up in here
Why you up in here, why you up in here
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
[Verse 7]
Why you dancing on me, steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
[Verse 8]
What you doing up in here, man?
Get yo' ass home
[Verse 9]
Now, I ain't got no time for silly games
Got no time for silly notions
But get smacked silly for playing with my emotions
You figured you lead me on, but ****, you led me out the door
Now, let me lead you with a song, it goes like, D, you's a hoe
Drunk up all my Conjure, ain't even leave me with a glass
So, cough up my whole bottle or I'ma take it out your ****
'Cause you don't wanna see me angry
You don't like me when I'm angry
Live like Jackson 5, but get greezy like Jermaine
Be dangerous like Michael, so Tito, pass the tissues
Don't test me 'cause I keep a clipper, number two pistols
And you will be erased, outta sight and outta mind
So, get the **** on or my girls
Will wipe the floor with your behind
[Verse 10]
I'm just tryna figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, why you up in here
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
[Verse 11]
Why you dancing on me, steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
[Verse 12]
Flo Rida, Gucci
[Verse 13]
Thirty-fo's on my Maserati, whoa, kemosabe
I should be a wine taster, bottle popping is my hobby
I should be a food critic, all the restaurants I dine in
A quarter million dollars gone, I only got one diamond, damn
[Verse 14]
I'm just tryna figure
How you think you teasing it
Don't dock the world star or listen to it
To rock so much ice it'll make you shiver
MIA, the eastern llama
Big ups if you make a scrilla
I'm too official like a referee whistle
Referee ****, black and white, it killed 'em
[Verse 15]
Boy does figure with a loaded smile
Bad attitude but sometimes
I ain't even here to like one time
And that could've been a fun time
Could be that back then brought her back
But can't keep it here, you can have it back
Unstable, ungrateful
I ain't fight you for, but **** that
[Verse 16]
I'm just tryna figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, why you up in here
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
[Verse 17]
Why you dancing on me, steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure, figure, figure why you up in here
Why you up in here, all up in my grill
Written by: Christopher Bridges, Flo Rida, Knobody, Marcus Slade, Sydne George, Wayne Thomas