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Flo Rida Mail On Sundays

ready for Shones Cadillacs, Maybachs 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

Got you stuck On my elevator Get it up On my elevator Check it out My first floor Stuck on the golddigga Second floor Stuck on the dime piece Third floor Stuck on

just to make a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life, and it all changed in one day All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on

no mo shop till you cant no mo 10 on some new shoes 50 on da boy 100 on some new jeans and give a f**k bout the price precious little tight blue heart on

, roll, roll Dey it go! It's Kingston and Flo Rida (Flo Rida) Kingston and Flo Rida (Sean Kingston) Kingston and Flo Rida (J.R. on da track, Poe Boy) Kingston and Flo Rida

I keep payed for that cop and them bones When they guap until the early mornin' I need that coke when I'm up in the club Even my Chevy that pull up on

me under a spell Pretty ambitious about delicious full attention on the yell Shorty ridiculous, I had a mission to conquer the gal I put her on my tab

Shones Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan One stack (come on) Two stacks (come on) Three stacks (come on

: [Intro/Chorus: Flo Rida] She had Hennessy hips, and Belve' eyes Grey Goose on her lips, and cognac thighs I'm hungover (hungover) from Ms. Hangover