Right Round lyrics

[Intro:]

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

Hey!

[Verse 1:]

Walk out the house with my swagger

Hop in the whip yo I got places to go

People to see, time is precious

I look at my Cartier, out of control

Just like my mind where I'm going

No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes

No stomping on my Perreli's on froze

Unlike my jewelry that's always on cold

I know the storm is coming

My pockets keep telling me its gonna shower

Call up my homies it's on and poppin' tonight cause it's meant to be ours

We keep a fade away shot cause we balling this platinum Patron every hour

Look momma I owe you just like the flowers

Girl you the truth with all that goody sour

GO!

[Chorus:]

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya 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

Hey!

[Verse 2:]

Shorty 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 fans, my Benjamin Franklin's

A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance

Get dirty on like the spot on my hand

We building castles that made out of sand

She's amazin', her fire blazin', hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a little closer

Time to get paid, it's maximum wage, that body belong on a poster

I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me like dammit I told ya

You want a show like a gun out a holster

Tell me whatever and I'll be ya chauffeur

Cause...

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]

I'm spending my money (Aye!)

I'm out of control (Aye!)

Somebody help me

She taking my bank roll

But I'm king of the club (Aye!)

And I'm wearing the crown

Poppin' these bottles

Touching these models

Watching they asses go down down [repeats down in a chopped and screwed voice 19x]

[Chorus:]

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down