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Correct Ayo Technology (Poe Boy Remix) Lyrics
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Correct Ayo Technology (Poe Boy Remix)
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(feat. Justin Timberlake & Timbaland) (Hey) Flo Rida Poe Boy Mail on Sunday the album comin' soon It's the movement, shorty I see you I'm a give you this cake... E'rr day Hey... My team on the scene full of green full of bling Got cream in they jeans, tippin' on g-strings Freaks with tongue rings used to be prom queen with a strut that's me Shorty you want it you gotta come place your order And I might invest in two daughters like two quarters Invest in vitamin water if I adore ya Drop it on my lap You can make it clap Money in the trap of the body tap all like a scout Run a lap around a pole I'm makin' a stove bank rolls And the paint glossin'-a but I ain't 'Zo Lemme know when you ready to get low Flo Rida spendin' cheddar whatever to get dough dollars holler Rubberband might pop Franklin's collar Give it up like I'm bein' jacked by robbers Ready you ready go 'head undress All I wanna see is flesh You the bunny I'm Hef Playboy with money feed you like a chef Got beads for your honey, Poe boy I rep Triple C's Johnny boy let's take it to the Lex Cocos, diamonds where the charms get wet Take one bout it might get some neck 20, 000 we breakin' bread Flo Rida's hotter then technology dirty your knees Getcha some cheese, girl I'm a G Help you Succeed, suck seed, babies indeed Unforgettable special to me I wanna give it to shorty that tease Yea, study little mama physique Yea, my present is -vedababree- [Chorus:] Baby this a new age, you like my new craze Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby Why don't you come over here, you got me saying Ayo, I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me Ayo, I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her [X2] Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you [X4] Shes already fallin in love with my timbs The best of both worlds Timberland right I got -Timbalick leff- Knockin' yo boots gotta step it up girl I seduce you with loot that I throw in the air The e-pit the apple my money was there I love the big apple cause they love a playa I'm tryin' a put strippers in Madison Square Garden Like Adam would not litter garden Tippin' I'm ready to bargain Break bread witcha get some head witcha Go to bed witcha get fed witcha get it wet witcha Come over here girl I'm ready to hug I ain't gotta cut no more records for what Now'days how they rappin' always double up Yet they tryin' sell platinum like diamond too much Dammit I'm on, I wanna see you in a thong Henne Petrone, that get the woman in the zone Shorty your groan then we can get get gone I'm into shrums that wanna lick lick dome Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, Christina Aguilera might swallow my children That's three tongues brother come pull a million Girl go'n back it up -bring shrunk- in that buildin' Stuntin' when I wanna shorty hot like the summer Make it drop never wonder where the gwap come fromma Maybe out the sky if you show me a thigh Get that -M. O. Witty Y- to afford you a Hummer I wanna good time, just peek in my mind That bump and that grind, your rump'd do fine Can't front you's a dime Okay, I'm lyin' Like crooks doin time, my zipper is blind [Chorus:]
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