1.Whistle
Lyricist：Antonio MobleyBreyan IsaacDavid GlassJustin FranksMarcus
KillianTamar Dillard
Writer(s)：Antonio MobleyBreyan IsaacDavid GlassJustin FranksMarcus
KillianTamar Dillard
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
I'm betting you like bebop
And I'm betting you love freak mode
And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls
And stroke your little ego
I bet I'm guilty your honor
that's just how we live in my genre
Who in the hell done paved the road wider？
There's only one flo, and one rida
I'm a damn shame
Order more champagne, pull a damn hamstring
Tryna put it on ya
Bet your lips spin back around corner
Slow it down baby take a little longer
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby
Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
Whistle baby, whistle baby
Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
It's like everywhere I go
My whistle ready to blow
Shorty don't leave a note
She can get any by the low
Permission not approved
It's okay, it's under control
Show me soprano, cause girl you can handle
Baby we start snagging, you come up in part clothes
Girl I'm losing wing, my Bugatti the same road
Show me your perfect pitch,
You got it my banjo
Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles
So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music
Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it
Even if it no picture, never lose it
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
Go girl you can twerk it
Let me see your whistle while you work it
I'mma lay it back, don't stop it
Cause I love it how you drop it, drop it, drop it, on me
Now, shorty let that whistle blow
Yeah, baby let that whistle blow
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby
(Whistle baby, whistle baby)
Whistle baby
(Whistle baby, whistle baby)
Whistle baby
(Whistle baby, whistle baby)
Whistle baby
(Whistle baby, whistle baby)
2.Wild Ones
feat. Sia
Lyricist：AxwellB. MaddahiJ. LuttrellM. CooperP. MelkiR. JudrinS.
FurlerT. Dillard
Writer(s)：AxwellB. MaddahiJ. LuttrellM. CooperP. MelkiR. JudrinS.
FurlerT. Dillard
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Ooh oh
If I took you home
And be your home run
Show me how you'll do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones
Wild ones, wild ones
Oooh
I like crazy foolish stupid
Party going wild, fist pumping music
I might lose it, blast through the roof
That how we dos it, dos it, dos it
I don't care tonight, you don't care
We like almost there - the right vibe
Ready to get high, ain't no surprise
Take me so high, jumping on clouds, surfing off ground
Uh uh
Said I gotta be the man, be the head of my fam
Mic check 1, 2,
Send em down in the club with the playboy girls
Till they all get loose, loose
Pop the bottle, we all get bent, then again tomorrow
Gotta break loose cause that's the motto
The club's shut down, a hundred super models
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Ooh oh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you'll do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones
Wild ones, wild ones
Oooh
Party rocker, push non-stopper
More shampoo, number one club popper
Got a hangover like too much vodka
Can't see me with ten binoculars
So cool
No doubt by the end of the night
Got the clothes coming off
Then I make that move
Somehow, someway got our ways to prove, prove
All black shades when the sun come through
Oh, it's on like everything goes
Round up baby till the beat gets chose
What happens to that body is a private show
Stays right here, private show
I like 'em untamed, don't tell me bout pain
Tell'em this, bottoms up with the champagne
My life come a humming like a hit plane
To be easy, yeah with the insane
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Ooh oh
If I took you home
It'd be a home run
Show me how you'll do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones
Wild ones, wild ones
Oooh
I am the wild one break me in
Saddle me up and let's begin
I am a wild one tame me now
Runnin' with wolves and soon I'm on the prowl
Show you another side of me
A side you would never thought you'd see
Turn up that body, dominate you til you've had enough
I hear you like the wild stuff
Hey I heard you were a wild one
Ooh oh
If I took you home
And be your home run
Show me how you'll do
I wanna shut down the club
With you
Hey I heard you like the wild ones
Wild ones, wild ones
Oooh
I am a wild one break me in
Saddle me up and let's begin
I am a wild one tame me now
Runnin' with wolves and I'm on the prowl
3.Let It Roll
Lyricist：Antonio MobleyAxel HedforsBreyan IsaacEarl KingMike
CarenTramar Dillard
Writer(s)：Antonio MobleyAxel HedforsBreyan IsaacEarl KingMike
CarenTramar Dillard
Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)
Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon
Lemme say dat ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!
It's Kingston ＆ Flo-Rida (Flo-Rida)
Kingston ＆ Flo-Rida (Sean Kingston)
Kingston ＆ Flo-Rida (J.R. on da track, Poe Boy)
Kingston ＆ Flo-Rida (let's get it!)
Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)
Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon
Lemme say dat ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!
Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)
Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon
Lemme say dat ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!
Hey...
I could beat a man, dat's a shawty undastand it
Roll da police, when da feda jock panic
Pull ova, Flo-Rida can handle it
'Gon place ya bets, or we betta yet alan it
City to Vegas, God's 2 bust it babies
I stay on da tragic, your pretty p＊＊＊y from Haden
Rappas' tables invaded, great, watch it belated
Block paper, I make it so I been gamblin' lately
Yeah, we could play seen-o
You can be my ginger
Sam rock steam, shawty, I supply the dealas
I gotta thank my no-go
Bumpin' of da game pit
Boss, ghetto boss, 'gon show me I'm da man
Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)
Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon
Lemme say dat ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!
Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)
Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya hon
Lemme say dat ass roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Dey go!
4.Good Feeling
Lyricist：Arash PournouriBreyan IsaacCirkutEtta JamesLeroy
KirklandLukasz GottwaldPearl WoodsTim BerglingTramar Dillard
Writer(s)：Arash PournouriBreyan IsaacCirkutEtta JamesLeroy
KirklandLukasz GottwaldPearl WoodsTim BerglingTramar Dillard
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Yes I can, doubt that I leave, but what's up with this plan
Pull me, grab me, crabs in the bucket can't have me
I'll be the President one day; January first
Hope you like that gossip
Like you the one thinkin' what God said
Now come, now I gotta work with your tongue
How many rolling stones you want
See, I got a brand new Spirit
I speak and it's done
Woke up on the side of the bed, like I won
Talk like a winner to my sister, that's fun
Deep fry dealer, US to Taiwan
I wouldn't say that, I wanna playback
Mama knew I was a needle in a haystack
I was a naughty boy, just laid back
I never really mess around in a haystack
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a re-v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v,
v, v
The mountain top, walk on water
I got power, feel so good
You! One second, unless I call you
Diamond, Platinum, no more call you
Never devilin', never giving in
Giving up's not an option, gotta get it in
Well, at least I got the heart of twenty men
No fear, go to sleep with the Lights, then
That Flow, that Spark, that Crown
You lookin' at the King gonna charge on down
Stronger than ever, can't mow me down
A hundred mile feelin', gonna miss your ground
Straight game face, it's game day
See me running through the crowd full of melee
No trick plays, I'm guilty
Takes a genius to understand me
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a re-v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v, v,
v, v
Good feelin', good feelin'
I know you got the good feelin'
Let's get it, let's get it
Gotta love the life that we live in
Let's get it, let's get it
I know you got the good feelin'
Let's get it, let's get it
Gotta love the life that we live in
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before,
no-no
I get a revealing, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a revealing
5.In My Mind Part 2
feat. Georgi Kay
Lyricist：Aden ForteGeorgi KayIvan GoughJosh SoonTramar Dillard
Writer(s)：Aden ForteGeorgi KayIvan GoughJosh SoonTramar Dillard
In my mind, in my head, this is where we all came from
The dreams we have, the love we share
This is what we're waiting for
And In my mind, in my head, this is where we all came from
The dreams we have, the love we share
This is what we're waiting for
I'm waiting for a smile
Waiting for this time, waiting for this moment
To step into the light
Got the street up in my club
One night to live it up
You know I'm not stopping till we... hell no
Perfect brother, can I tell you
6.Sweet Spot
feat. Jennifer Lopez
Lyricist：Breyan IsaacJulie FrostPierre-Antoine MelkiRaphael
JudrinTramar Dillard
Writer(s)：Breyan IsaacJulie FrostPierre-Antoine MelkiRaphael
JudrinTramar Dillard
Let's hit the sweet spot away, way, way
I, I'm ready to go, I want candy tonight
Let's hit the sweet spot away, way, way
I, I'm ready to go, I want candy tonight
Yeah, I wanna take you back to my spot
You can be the candy girl in my shop
We both know what we craving, why not？
Make tonight first class with no stops
Girl you know, I run a love game, never play uno
You wanna leave, follow me to the 2 door
Rock your culo, love it when you call me your papi chulo
I got a thing for you, you got a thing for me
Heard she kissed the milky way and bring to life your fantasies
As we hit them up so make cool a
Touch them to make the seas split 2 ways
You're in love with that too girl, don't play
I'm just waiting to hear you say
Let's hit the sweet spot away, way, way
I, I'm ready to go, I want candy tonight
I gotta taste and I'm hooked on you for life
My, oh my, hit the sweet spot tonight
Yeah, I wanna hit the spot and make you hot
And make you feel like everybody need to have it this week
Baby just a hit, just speak, I got your candy Shawty
Come around give it to you that deep
Uh, don't you get me started, hit the after party
All the night, to a rave to freak that I take you home
Make you moan, watch the throne
And yeah mama I'm the king of these kicks, gotta love it
If you want it you can have it, no question
Been a whole lot of rubber that I'm touching
What you know about the candy I'm hustling, mustling
Talking that Russian
Bring it back like baby who you rushing
I feel ready, now my talk is sweet nut this
I'll be the first to give your body sweet justice
So pack a luggage and let's let's...
Let's hit the sweet spot away, way, way
I, I'm ready to go, I want candy tonight,
I gotta taste and I'm, hooked on you for life
My, oh my, hit the sweet spot tonight
Feel your guilty pleasure, come and get it tonight
You gon' get it tonight, oh ah, oh ah
Know what your body's craving baby
I'm a bring you to life
You gonn get it tonight
Don't be shy, let me take you for a ride
Know what your body's craving baby
I'm a bring you to life
You gonn get it tonight, oh ah, oh ah
Let's hit the sweet spot away, way, way
I, I'm ready to go, I want candy tonight
I gotta taste and I'm, hooked on you for life
My, oh my, hit the sweet spot tonight
7.Thinking Of You
Lyricist：Earl HoodEric Goudy IIPierre MedorRico LoveTramar Dillard
Writer(s)：Earl HoodEric Goudy IIPierre MedorRico LoveTramar Dillard
But it hurts to think you're somewhere on a search for me.
I'm right here with no words to speak
Daydreaming about what could never be.
It will never be.
But I wonder do you think of me
Do you think of me, could I'm thinking of.
All I wanted was to keep this love alive (yeah)
And all I wanted is to be there by your side.
(Yeah yeah)
I know that I gotta keep on telling lies
Should have swallowed my pride
But I think sometimes
Baby it was best it was best that we let it go
Baby it was best it was best that we let it go
But it hurts to think
You're somewhere on a search for me
I'm right here with no words to speak
Daydreaming about what it could never be
It will never be
But I wonder
Do you think of me
Do you think of me
Cause I'm thinking of
Baby it was best it was best that we let it go
Baby it was best it was best that we let it go
8.I Cry
Lyricist：Flo Rida
Writer(s)：Flo Rida
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
I know you wanna get behind the wheel
Only 1 Rida
Eyes shut still got me swimming like a diver
Can't let go i got fans in Okinawa
My heart to japan quake losers and surviours
Norway no you didn't get my flowers
No way to sound better but the killer was a Coward
Face just showers
The minute in a hour
Heard about the news all day went sour
Lil mama got me feeling like a limit here
Put you in the box just the presidents ciggarettes
Give em my regards or regardless i get arrested
Ain't worried about the killers just the young ＆ restless
Get mad coz the quarter million on my necklace
DUI never said i was driving reckless
You ＆ I or jelously was not oppressive
Oh no i can't stop i was Destined
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go go go go
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Champagne buckets still got two tears in it
And i put that on my tatoo of Jimi Hendrix
Get depressed coz the outfit all in it
Coz the press tell it all get a meal ticket
Clean next
Get a call just a lil visit
Sacrifice just to make a hit still vivid
Rihanna kiss you on ya neck just kill critics
Buggatti never when im rich, just god fearing
Look at me steering,
Got the bossing staring
Mr Mike Caren,
Tell his Billie Jeans
Im on another planet
Thank E-Class, Big Chuck or Lee Prince Perries
Buy my momma chandeliers on my tears dammit
Thirty years you had thought these emotions vanish
Tryna live Tryna figure
how my sister vanish
No cheers i know you wouldnt panic
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go go go go
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
When i need a healing, i just look up the the ceiling
I see the sun coming down i know its all better now
When i need a healing, i just look up the the ceiling
I see the sun coming down i know its all better now
When i need a healing, i just look up the the ceiling
I see the sun coming down i know its all better now
When i need a healing, i just look up the the ceiling
I see the sun coming down i know its all better now
I know, I know, I know, I know, I-I-I-I
I think of letting go, go, go, go
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little
When I think of letting go
9.Run(Bonus Track)
feat. Redfoo Of Lmfao
Lyricist：Ahmad Ali LewisBryan AdamsJamahl ListenbeeJonita
DanielsJuletha DanielsStefan Kendal Gordy
Writer(s)：Ahmad Ali LewisBryan AdamsJamahl ListenbeeJonita
DanielsJuletha DanielsStefan Kendal Gordy
You might not wanna jog on this one
You cannot wait for the summer
You already hot, I'm already hot
No sweat, no under armor
Louboutin spice, all your good nights
Holla back, if you need a sponsor
Yeah I, ain't that Mr. Alright
Come around, with a few more commas
Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rose petals
See me with lil' mama, kinda make you jealous
Yeah be a honor, gotta say you special
Beat it like a drummer girl, you better be careful
Comprende, what's a bit late
Like Fredrick I'll be jet lagged
Calling on you this moment, this instant
What I do is just basic instinct
You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you,
you, you)
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do,
do, do)
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
Head start, she got that shorty
On your marks, til the shots get started
Can you level on the rocks Bacardi
Relay comes the after-party
Pass the bottles, level up get naughty
Full speed, hurry up put your body
Trackmatic horse Ferrari
Need a freak, of course I'm sorry
You ain't get the memo, they made em get low
See the finish the line, look a lot like limbo
Yeah we going we in, no night like tempo
There's another bad chick make light most simple
Mr Brenda, no beginner, first place, tryna make you winner
Yeah baby, my Brenda, I'll be waiting in the spot descender
You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you,
you, you)
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do,
do, do)
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
Yo, we in the spot, the club is hot
And if you wanna party rock, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)
Non stop, the bottles popped,
And if you want another short, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)
Yo, I'm gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun
with Foo
I know what you wanna do, when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my
Underoos
Got you wet, dripping like SoCo
Never should've let you bounce on my pogo
Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono
So you roll stop acting like you don't know
I'm running through these hoes like Drano
But I keep it low pro, cause she's my main hoe
I got your tickets, they're on Fandango
Back room, no fro, I'll be eating a mango!
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
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