Right Round (as made famous by Flo Rida)

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

I hopped out the house with my swagger
Hopping out the door, I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I looked at my Cartier, outta control
Just like my mind where I'm going
No women, no shorties, no nothing but goals
No stopping now I'm Pirelli's only
I like my jewelry, that's always on me
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies that's on and
Popping tonight 'cause it's meant to be ours
We keep a fadeaway sack 'cause we ballin'
It's platinum, Patron and be ours
Lil' mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Throw you the check with all that goodie power
'Cause

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

From the top of the floor, I want to go
She got me throwing my money up
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be
It's going down, down
From the top of the floor, I want to go
She got me throwing my money up
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be
It's going down, down

Yeah, 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 fans
My Benjamin Frank-a-lins
A couple of grand, I got rubber bands
My paper planes making her dance
Get dirty on her, that's part of my (plan)
We building castles that's made out of (sand)
She's amazing, that fire blazing
Hotter than Cajun, girl, won't you move a lil' closer
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, the bottom is waving
At me like, "Damn it, I know ya"
You wanna shoot like a gun outta holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your roper
'Cause

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

From the top of the floor, I want to go
She got me throwing my money up
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be
It's going down, down
From the top of the floor, I want to go
She got me throwing my money up
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be
It's going down, down

Yeah, I'm spending my money (Hey)
I'm out of control (Hey)
Somebody help me
She's taking my bank roll
But I'm king of the club (Hey)
And I'm wearing the crown
Popping these bottles, touching these models
Watching they asses go

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down