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 creep mode And i’m betting you like girls that give love to girls And stroke your little ego I bet you i’m guilty your honor But that’s how we live in my genre When I hell I pay rottweiler 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
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 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 Give me the perfect 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
Go girl you can work 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
ประวัติย่อๆของ Flo Rida จาก Wikipedia
โฟล ไรเดอ (อังกฤษ: Flo Rida อ่านว่า flow-rai-duh) มีชื่อจริงว่า ทรามาร์ ดิลลาร์ด (อังกฤษ: Tramar Dillard) เกิดเมื่อวันที่ 16 ธันวาคม ค.ศ. 1979 เป็นแร็ปเปอร์อเมริกัน เกิดที่โอปา-ล็อกกา ฟลอริดา โตที่คารอลซิตี เขาเลือกรัฐที่เขาอยู่เป็นชื่อเขา เมื่อสมัยวัยรุ่นเขาทัวรร์กับวงแร็ปท้องถิ่นที่ชื่อ 2 Live Crew หลังจากนั้นเขามีผลงานแร็ปในมิกซ์เทปหลายชิ้น หนึ่งในนั้นที่มีชื่อเสียงคือ ‘We The Best’ โดย DJ Khaled ในปี 2006 หลังจากนั้นเขาเซ็นสัญญากับค่ายเพลง Poe Boy Entertainment จัดจำหน่ายโดยแอตแลนติกเรคคอร์ด
เนื้อเพลง Maroon 5 – Payphone (Explicit) ft. Wiz Khalifa
I’m at a payphone trying to call home All of my change I spent on you Where have the times gone Baby it’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I know it’s hard to remember The people we used to be It’s even harder to picture That you’re not here next to me You say it’s too late to make it But is it too late to try? And in our time that you wasted All of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nights You turned out the lights Now I’m paralyzed Still stuck in that time when we called it love But even the sun sets in paradise
Chorus
If happy ever after did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairytales are full of sh*t One more stupid love song I’ll be sick
You turned your back on tomorrow Cause you forgot yesterday I gave you my love to borrow But just gave it away You can’t expect me to be fine I don’t expect you to care I know I’ve said it before But all of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nights You turned out the lights Now I’m paralyzed Still stucked in that time when we called it love But even the sun sets in paradise
Chorus
If happy ever after did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairytales are full of sh*t One more stupid love song I’ll be sick
Now I’m at a payphone…
[Wiz Khalifa] Man work that sh*t I’ll be out spending all this money while you sitting round Wondering why it wasn’t you who came up from nothing Made it from the bottom Now when you see me I’m stunning And all of my cars start with the push up a button Telling me the chances I blew up or whatever you call it Switched the number to my phone So you never could call it Don’t need my name on my show You can tell it I’m ballin’ Swish, what a shame could have got picked Had a really good game but you missed your last shot So you talk about who you see at the top Or what you could’ve saw But sad to say it’s over for Phantom pulled up valet open doors Wiz like go away, got what you was looking for Now ask me who they want So you can go and take that little piece of sh*t with you