[Flo Rida:]
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Kesha:]
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Flo Rida:]
Hey, walk out of the house with my swagger
Hop in, there we go, I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I look at my Cartier, out of control
Just like my mind where I'm goin'
No women, no shorties, no nothin' but clothes
No stoppin' now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry that's always on gold
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies
It's on and poppin tonight 'cause it's meant to be ours
We keep a fadeaway shot
'Cause we be ballin', it's platinum Patron that be ours
Little mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl, you the truth with all of that goody power, 'cause
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Kesha:]
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Flo Rida:]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be found (It's going down, down)
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be found (It's going down, down)
Hey, shorty must know I'm the man
My money love her like a number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my bands
My Benjamin Frank-a-lins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes making her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We building castles that's made out of sand
She's amazing, her fire blazing, hotter than cajun
Girl won't you move a little closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belongs on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me, like "Dammit! I know ya!"
Doing a show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever then I'll be your chauffeur ('Cause)
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Kesha:]
You spin my head right 'round, right 'round
When you go down, when you go down, down
[Flo Rida:]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be fou
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