Right Round

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 down, down

Hey, walk out of the house with my swagger
Hop in, there we go, 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 going
No women, no shorties, no nothing but clothes
No stopping now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry that's always on gold
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies
It's on and popping tonight, 'cause, it's meant to be ours
We keep a fadeaway shot
'Cause, we be balling, it's platinum Patron that be outs
Little mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl, you the truth with all of that goody power, 'cause

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 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 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, shawty 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 bands
My Benjamin Franklin's
A couple of grands, I got rubberhands
My paper planes making her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We building castles that's made out of sand
She's amazing, her fire blazing, hotter than cajun
Girl, won't you move a little closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belongs on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me
Like damn it I know you
Doing a show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever, then I'll be your chauffeur, 'cause

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

Yeah, I'm spending my money
I'm out of control
Somebody help me, she's taking my bank roll
But I'm king of club and I'm wearing the clown
Popping there bottles, touching these models
Watching they asses go down, down, down

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go 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 my head my right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down



Credits
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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