뮤직 비디오

Flo Rida - Right Round (feat. Ke$ha) [US Version] (Official Video)
{artistName}의 {trackName} 뮤직 비디오 보기

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Aaron Bay-Schuck
Aaron Bay-Schuck
송라이터
Justin Franks
Justin Franks
송라이터
Michael Percy
Michael Percy
송라이터
Philip Lawrence
Philip Lawrence
송라이터
Allan Grigg
Allan Grigg
송라이터
Lukasz Gottwald
Lukasz Gottwald
송라이터
P. Burns
P. Burns
송라이터
Peter Hernandez
Peter Hernandez
송라이터
Stephen Coy
Stephen Coy
송라이터
Timothy Lever
Timothy Lever
송라이터
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
송라이터

가사

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 the whip yo I got places to go People to see, time is precious I look at my Cartier, out of control Just like my mind where I'm going No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes No stomping on my Perreli's on froze Unlike my jewelry that's always on cold I know the storm is coming My pockets keep telling 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 balling this platinum patron every hour Look momma I owe you just like the flowers Girl you the truth with all that goody sour 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 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 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 Franklin's A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance Get dirty on like the spot on my hand We building castles that made out of sand She's amazin', her fire blazin', hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a little closer? Time to get paid, it's maximum wage, that body belong on a poster I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me like dammit I told ya You want a show like a gun out a holster Tell me whatever and I'll be ya 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 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 I'm spending my money (aye) I'm out of control (aye) Somebody help me She taking my bankroll But I'm king of the club (aye) And I'm wearing the crown Poppin' these bottles Touching these models Watching their asses (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 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out