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RIGHT ROUND - (TECHNO SPED UP)
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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, down
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, outta 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 jewellery 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 fade-away shot
'Cause we be ballin', it's platinum Patron that be ours
Lil' mama I owe you just like the flowers
Girl, you the truth with all of that goody powers
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 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, shawty 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-lines
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes making her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of the (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 lil' 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 you
Doing a show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever, then I'll be your chauffeur
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