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Flo Rida - GDFR ft. Sage The Gemini & Lookas - Shaun Reynolds
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaun Reynolds
Shaun Reynolds
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Miller
Charles Miller
Songwriter
Harold Brown
Harold Brown
Songwriter
Howard Scott
Howard Scott
Songwriter
Justin Franks
Justin Franks
Songwriter
Lee Oskar
Lee Oskar
Songwriter
Leroy Jordan
Leroy Jordan
Songwriter
Dominic Wynn Woods
Dominic Wynn Woods
Songwriter
Mike Caren
Mike Caren
Songwriter
Gerald Goldstein
Gerald Goldstein
Songwriter
Morris Dickerson
Morris Dickerson
Songwriter
Paulo Rodriguez
Paulo Rodriguez
Songwriter
Sylvester Allen
Sylvester Allen
Songwriter
Andrew Cedar
Andrew Cedar
Songwriter
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
Songwriter

Lyrics

I know what you came here to see
If you're 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're 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're 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
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it
It's goin' down for real (it's goin' down, it's goin' down, it's goin' down)
It's goin' down for real (it's goin' down, it's goin' down, it's goin' down)
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
It's goin' down for real
Written by: Charles W. Miller, Harold Brown, Howard E. Scott, Justin Franks, Lee Oskar, Leroy Jordan, Mike Caren, Morris Dickerson, Paulo Rodriguez, Sylvester Allen, Tramar Dillard
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