Flo Rida

OMG
Oh my God, I think I'm on fire I'm on top, and ain't nobody higher Hey, I been running the score up, big capping I shut that mouth, better talk to me nice, big stepping And boy we hot like hibernato, me and my bundlayros We filthy but we still keep cleaning up We make them sweat baby, I'm number one F-L-O, R-I-D-A You too slow I make it If you know, take a seat But you don't get too close I got my finger on the flame, pressure your cooking like my name I've been killing everything, I'm on fire I mixed a little kerosene with a little gasoline Stick around and watch me make your world light up Oh my God, I think I'm on fire I'm on top, and ain't nobody higher Oh my God, I think I'm on fire I'm on top, and ain't nobody higher Okay, who do this better than me? That's some jealousy Boy you were felling to me, that's some purgy I'm about to cut them up, come get this surgery Letras de cancionesWork with me, work with me, work with me Uh-huh okay, you know what I do game day 4 quarters ain't enough, I'm hungry I can eat 24 more all in 1 day, I'm F-L-O, R-I-D-A You too slow I make it If you know, take a seat But you don't get too close I got my finger on the flame, pressure your cooking like my name I've been killing everything, I'm on fire I mixed a little kerosene with a little gasoline Stick around and watch me make your world light up Oh my God, I think I'm on fire I'm on top, and ain't nobody higher Oh my God, I think I'm on fire I'm on top, and ain't nobody higher From Letras Mania