No Use for a Name

No Use for a Name - 51 Days

(Hey) Flo Rida

Poe Boy

Mail on Sunday the album comin' soon

It's the movement, shorty I see you

I'm a give u this cake...

E'rr day

Hey... my team on the scene full of green full of bling

Got cream in they jeans, tippin' on g-strings

Freaks with tongue rings used to be prom queen with a strut that's me

Shorty you want it you gotta come place your order

And I might invest in two daughters like two quarters

Invest in vitamin water if I adore ya

Drop it on my lap

You can make it clap

Money in the trap of the body tap all like a scout

Run a lap around a pole I'm makin' a stove bank rolls

And the paint glossin'-a but I ain't 'Zo

Lemme know when you ready to get low

Flo Rida spendin' cheddar whatever to get dough dollars holler

Rubberband might pop Franklin's collar

Give it up like I'm bein' jacked by robbers

Ready you ready go 'head undress

All I wanna see is flesh

You the bunny I'm Hef

Playboy with money feed you like a chef

Got beads for your honey, Poe boy I rep

Triple C's Johnny boy let's take it to the Lex

Cocos, diamonds where the charms get wet

Take one bout it might get some neck

20, 000 we breakin' bread

Flo Rida's hotter then technology dirty your knees

Getcha some cheese, girl I'm a G

Help you Succeed, suck seed, babies indeed

Unforgettable special to me

I wanna give it to shorty that tease

Yea, study little mama physique

Yea, my present is -vedababree-

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze

Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase

The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby

Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Ayo, I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me

Ayo, I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Shes already fallin in love with my timbs

The best of both worlds

Timberland right I got -Timbalick leff-

Knockin' yo boots gotta step it up girl

I seduce you with loot that I throw in the air

The e-pit the apple my money was there

I love the big apple cause they love a playa

I'm tryin' a put strippers in Madison Square Garden

Like Adam would not litter garden

Tippin' I'm ready to bargain

Break bread witcha get some head witcha

Go to bed witcha get fed witcha get it wet witcha

Come over here girl I'm ready to hug

I ain't gotta cut no more records for what

Now'days how they rappin' always double up

Yet they tryin' sell platinum like diamond too much

Dammit I'm on, I wanna see you in a thong

Henne Petrone, that get the woman in the zone

Shorty your groan then we can get get gone

I'm into shrums that wanna lick lick dome

Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, Christina Aguilera might swallow my children

That's three tongues brother come pull a million

Girl go'n back it up -bring shrunk- in that buildin'

Stuntin' when I wanna shorty hot like the summer

Make it drop never wonder where the gwap come fromma

Maybe out the sky if you show me a thigh

Get that -M.O. witty Y- to afford you a Hummer

I wanna good time, just peek in my mind

That bump and that grind, your rump'd do fine

Can't front you's a dime

Okay, I'm lyin'

Like crooks doin time, my zipper is blind

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