Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Flo Rida
Voix principales
Dr. Luke
Batterie
Kool Kojak
Claviers
Philip Lawrence
Voix supplémentaires
Benny Benassi
Remixage
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aaron Bay-Schuck
Paroles/Composition
Justin Franks
Paroles/Composition
Michael Percy
Paroles/Composition
Philip Lawrence
Paroles/Composition
Allan Grigg
Paroles/Composition
Lukasz Gottwald
Paroles/Composition
P. Burns
Paroles/Composition
Peter Hernandez
Paroles/Composition
Stephen Coy
Paroles/Composition
Timothy Lever
Paroles/Composition
Tramar Dillard
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dr. Luke
Production
Kool Kojak
Production
Emily Wright
Ingénierie de prise de son
Sam Holland
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Hanes
Ingénierie
Paroles
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 the house with my swagger
Hop in there with dough, 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 shawties, no nothin' 'about clothes
No stoppin' now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry, that's always on whoa
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies it's on
Then pop in the night 'cause this mix'll be ours
We keep a fade away shot 'cause we ballin'
It's Platinum Patrón every hour
Lil' mama, oh, you just like the flowers
Girl you the drink with all that goody power
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 throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Hey, shawty must know I'm the man
My money love her like a number 1 fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Frank-a-lin's
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin' her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my (plan)
We buildin' castles that's made out of (sand)
She's amazin', fire blazin'
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 wavin' at me
Like "Damn it, I know ya"
You wanna shoot like a gun outta holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher
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 throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Yeah, I'm spendin' my money
I'm out of control
Somebody help me, she takin' my bank roll
But I'm king of the club
And I'm wearin' the crown
Poppin' these bottles, touchin' these models
Watchin' they asses go down down
Down down down down down 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
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Writer(s): Peter Gene Hernandez, Allan Peter Grigg, Tramar Dillard, Peter Jozzepi Burns, Lukasz Gottwald, Stephen Coy, Justin Scott Franks, Michael David Percy, Timothy John Lever, Philip Martin Lawrence Ii
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