Liar Liar (feat. Flo Rida)

'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil' liar on my hands Hey, shorty, why you ain't tell me you need the soap? Flo Rida, I supply you with sanitizer, you know I do for you what I do for them girls that be getting low, low, low, low Dirty at my shows Still I gotta write them plans, spit fifty grand You get to know me I can get the liar off your hands Since I clean you up, baby, we popping rubber bands Lil' mama I'm the man, tell me what you're saying Everybody gets, gets a fair try You alright with me 'til you tell a lie From the top you seem like a different type of guy Did your own thing? I gave it a try Then you told me you were catching feelings Kind of unusual Normally you don't let no woman Ever see this side of you (Hey!) And I'll admit you had me goin' Thinkin' that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you kissin' you Now your bridge is burned Uh huh, uh huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh huh, uh huh It looks like now we gotta problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil' liar on my hands I told my girls I wouldn't trip I'm gon' stay calm I'll just wait 'til later then give him a call Now he's trying to convince me that I didn't see what I saw You're on the defense 'Cause you know you just broke the law Now you're tellin' me your all about me And no other girl will do But boy one thing about me is I ain't a fool (Hey!) But I'll admit you had me goin' Thinkin' that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you kissin' you Now your bridge is burned Uh huh, uh huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh huh, uh huh It looks like now we gotta problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil' liar on my hands (Drop it to the floor) Oh yeah, you got it right this time, baby You got a player on your hands But if it's to hot for ya (Drop it to the floor) Whatcha know about bein' up in the club? With another girl gettin' caught up You know you're gon' pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm comin' your way What you gon' say? I don't like her, I just show love I promise I don't drink, I sip a lil' bub I promise I don't party, I just go to clubs I promise I'll smoke that cush roll it up Liar, liar, pants on fire Flo Rida in the hot seat, one man choir I am all about them caz, she told me, "Go Rida" Tearing up the bed but I be a scuba diver Uh huh, uh huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh huh, uh huh It looks like now we gotta problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands (Uh huh) I gotta bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands (Uh huh) I gotta lil' liar on my hands (Drop it to the floor) (My hands) (My hands) Whatcha know about bein' up in the club? With a another girl gettin' caught up You know you're gon' pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm comin' your way What you gon' say?