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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
Lookas
Vocals
Sage the Gemini
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Miller
Songwriter
Harold Brown
Songwriter
Howard Scott
Songwriter
Justin Franks
Songwriter
Lee Oskar
Songwriter
Leroy Jordan
Songwriter
Dominic Wynn Woods
Songwriter
Mike Caren
Songwriter
Morris Dickerson
Songwriter
Gerald Goldstein
Songwriter
Paulo Rodriguez
Songwriter
Sylvester Allen
Songwriter
Andrew Cedar
Songwriter
Flo Rida
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lookas
Co-Producer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ike Schultz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Alex Toval
Recording Engineer
Jimmy Gonzalez
Recording Engineer
Josh Collins
Recording Engineer
Kenneth Pruit
Recording Engineer
Andrew Cedar
Producer
Ryan Gladieux
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
DJ Frank E
Producer
Seder
Producer
Lyrics
I know what you came here to see
If you a freak, then you comin' home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open, let me see you get loose
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
Yo' girl just kissed a girl, I do bi chicks
Shake for a sheik, I'm throwin' these Emirates in the sky
Spendin' this As-salamu alaykum, peace to M-O-N-E-Y
I love my beaches, south beaches, surfboard in high tide
I could just roll up 'cause I'm swole up, so that birthday cake get the cobra
Bugatti for real, I'm cold, bruh, that auto-biography Rover
Got the key to my city, it's over, it's no thots, only Anna Kournikova's
I set records, ratchets hol' up (I set records, ratchets hol' up)
I know what you came here to see
If you a freak, then you comin' home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open, let me see you get loose
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
(And they already know me)
It's goin' down for real
It's going down further than femurs, girls get wetter than Katrina
Yeah, my girl, you've never seen her 'cause my tints by limousines
My touch say it's the Midas, we the plus, your man a minus
My team blowin' on that slam, make you cough-cough, that's Bronchitis
Put your hands up, uh, it's a stick up, no more makeup
Get that ass on the floor, ladies, put your lipstick up
Double entendre, double entendre
While you're hatin', I get money, then I double up tonkers
I know what you came here to see
If you a freak, then you comin' home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open, let me see you get loose
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it (oh)
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it (uh)
Lift it (lift it), drop it (drop it), shake it (shake it), pop it (oh)
Lift it (lift it), drop it (drop it), shake it
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
Writer(s): Mike Caren, Andrew Seder, Le Roy L. Jordan, Paulo Ytienza Rodriguez, Harold Ray I. Brown, Dominic Wynn Woods, Sylvester Allen, Lee Oskar, Howard E. Scott, Tramar Dillard, Jerry Goldstein, Justin Scott Franks, Charles Miller, Morris Dewayne Dickerson
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