Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
Lookas
Vocals
Sage the Gemini
Vocals
DJ Kay Rich
Remixer
Up 2 No Good
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Miller
Songwriter
Harold Brown
Songwriter
Howard Scott
Songwriter
Justin Franks
Songwriter
Lee Oskar
Songwriter
Leroy Jordan
Songwriter
Dominic Wynn Woods
Songwriter
Mike Caren
Songwriter
Gerald Goldstein
Songwriter
Morris Dickerson
Songwriter
Paulo Rodriguez
Songwriter
Sylvester Allen
Songwriter
Andrew Cedar
Songwriter
Flo Rida
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lookas
Additional Producer
Andrew Seder
Producer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ike Schultz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Alex Toval
Recording Engineer
Jimmy Gonzalez
Recording Engineer
Josh Collins
Recording Engineer
Kenneth Pruit
Recording Engineer
Ryan Gladieux
Recording Engineer
Andrew Cedar
Producer
DJ Frank E
Producer
Miles Beard
Producer
DJ Kay Rich
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Up To No Good
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I know what you came here to see
If you're a freak, then you coming home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open let me see you get loose
It's going down for real
It's going down for real
It's, it's going down for real
Your girl just kissed a girl
I do bi (chicks)
Shake for a shake
I'm throwing these Emirates in the sky
Spinning this As-salamu alaykum
Peace to M.O.N.E.Y
I love my beaches, south beaches
Surfboard and high tide
I could just roll up
Cause I'm swoll up
So that birthday cake get a cobra
Buggati for real, I'm cold, bruh
That auto-biography rover
Got the key to my city it's over
It's no thots, only Anna Kournikova's
I said rackets, ratchets hold up
(I said rackets, ratchets hold up)
I know what you came here to see
If you're a freak, then you coming home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open let me see you get loose
It's going down for real
It's going down for real
And they already know me
It's, it's going down for real
It's going down further than femurs
Girls get wetter than Katrina
Yeah my girl you never seen her
Cause my tints by limousines
My touch is the Midas
We de-plus your man to minus
My team blowing on that slam
Make you cough-cough that's Bronchitis
Put your hands up
It's a stick up, no more makeup
Get that ass on the floor
Ladies put your lipstick up
Double entendre, double entendre
While you're hating I get money
Then I double up tonkers
I know what you came here to see
If you're a freak, then you coming home with me
And I know what you came here to do
Now bust it open let me see you get loose
It's going down for real
It's going down for real
It's, it's going down for real
It's going down for real
It's, it's going down for real
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it (lift it), drop it (drop it), shake it (shake it), pop it
Lift it (lift it), drop it (drop it), shake it
It's going down for real
It's going down for real
It's, it's going down for real
It's going down for real
It's, it's going down for real
Written by: Charles W. Miller, Harold Brown, Howard E. Scott, Justin Franks, Lee Oskar, Leroy Jordan, Mike Caren, Morris Dickerson, Paulo Rodriguez, Sylvester Allen, Tramar Dillard