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    Flo-Rida
    Gucci!
    Bird!

    I done bought all this ciroc
    Now lil mama on my jock
    Staring at me up and down like when my roley’s 6 o’clock
    Now you know you better stop
    You done heard about my squad
    I am G poe boy
    You either (uhh) or you not
    (Hold up shawty)
    Wait a minute shawty why you came
    Who you know and who the hell told you to come
    All up in the middle with the business unofficial
    When I can’t stand a chick tryna score my fun
    Looking for a dude to rip you off some ?
    I don’t need a chick tryna throw my 1’s
    Let me look rich, I wanna have his son
    I sip Perignon but do I look dumb
    Get a job shawty turn my knob
    And if it don’t open up make sure you slob
    My boys […] behind 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

    I’m just tryna figure (figure)
    Why you up in here (x3)
    I’m just tryna figure (figure figure)
    Why you up in here (x2)
    All up in my grill
    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 (x2)
    All up in my grill

    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 b-tch you led me out the door
    Now let me lead you with a song
    It goe like D yous a hoe
    Drunk up all my conjour
    Ain’t even leave me with a glass
    So cough up my whole bottle
    Or ima take out your ass
    Cos 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 cos I keep a clipper number 2 pistols
    And you will be erased
    Outta sight and outta mind
    So get the f-ck on or my girls will wipe the floor with your behind

    I’m just tryna figure (figure)
    Why you up in here (x3)
    I’m just tryna figure (figure figure)
    Why you up in here (x2)
    All up in my grill
    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 (x2)
    All up in my grill

    I’m not even gonna bother listening to Gucci…

    I’m just tryna figure (figure)
    Why you up in here (x3)
    I’m just tryna figure (figure figure)
    Why you up in here (x2)
    All up in my grill
    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 (x2)
    All up in my grill

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