Yayo Flo Rida (Ft. Ace Hood, Ball Greezy, Billy Blue, Bred the Rapper, Brisco, Pitbull, Redd Eyezz & Rick Ross)
[Verse 1: Flo Rida]
Hey, I coulda been born any place in the world
When I turned a day old but a brother gotta pass to the block
That's known for more than legos
Not a gwap on the pay-roll but I got, got, got that playdough
For the hot hot girls on the table
See, their lock locks wrapped in halos
Good good money, hood money
That's where you could money, gotta M.I.Yayo
Full of green but it's not for the bagel
Everything that I want to be labeled
On the first 48 watch cable where they ride 28's unstable
You don't want this up yo' nasal
You ain't never been street, that's fatal
My city where I be, can't change it
See them walk, see them talk that language
Ard denim louis belt still hanging
Wear a flag, but I, but I ain't bangin'
305 the way I ride, the way I vibe, I love it every day outside
And I can't lie the sunny skies, the honies right, the money's right
[Verse 2: Brisco]
I came from the bottom of the beaca, and got hard as I got older they say I started with some sand then I shook it to a boulder
And that's how I handle business, I'm just tryna reach my quota
When I come up on my stunnin', do exactly what I told ya
All I know is dough and yayo, I receive it by the freight loads
The coast guards cool, I just break 'em off some c-notes
And my Haitian friends told me it's gone be a nice summer
Time to tally up the books and calculate the numbas
Dade county the M.I.Yayo
Them goons on my line and they don't move until I say so
And I wouldn't be shit without this coke and this weed
And this crack and these pills and these 305 streets (Brisco)
Hey, I coulda been born any place in the world
When I turned a day old but a brother gotta pass to the block
That's known for more than legos
Not a gwap on the pay-roll but I got, got, got that playdough
For the hot hot girls on the table
See, their lock locks wrapped in halos
Good good money, hood money
That's where you could money, gotta M.I.Yayo
Full of green but it's not for the bagel
Everything that I want to be labeled
On the first 48 watch cable where they ride 28's unstable
You don't want this up yo' nasal
You ain't never been street, that's fatal
My city where I be, can't change it
See them walk, see them talk that language
Ard denim louis belt still hanging
Wear a flag, but I, but I ain't bangin'
305 the way I ride, the way I vibe, I love it every day outside
And I can't lie the sunny skies, the honies right, the money's right
[Verse 2: Brisco]
I came from the bottom of the beaca, and got hard as I got older they say I started with some sand then I shook it to a boulder
And that's how I handle business, I'm just tryna reach my quota
When I come up on my stunnin', do exactly what I told ya
All I know is dough and yayo, I receive it by the freight loads
The coast guards cool, I just break 'em off some c-notes
And my Haitian friends told me it's gone be a nice summer
Time to tally up the books and calculate the numbas
Dade county the M.I.Yayo
Them goons on my line and they don't move until I say so
And I wouldn't be shit without this coke and this weed
And this crack and these pills and these 305 streets (Brisco)
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