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[Intro: Sean Kingston (Flo Rida)]Go gamble and show me I'm da man (man)Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya honLemme see dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, rollDey 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!)[Chorus x2: Sean Kingston]Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya honLemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, rollDey go![Verse: Flo Rida]Hey...I could beat a man, dat's a shawty undastand itRoll da police, when da feda jock panicPull ova, Flo Rida can handle it'Gon place ya bets, or we betta yet alan itCity to Vegas, God's 2 bust it babiesI stay on da tragic, your pretty p***y from HadenRappas' tables invaded, great, watch it belatedBlock paper, I make it so I been gamblin' latelyYeah, we could play seen-oYou can be my gingerSam rock steam, shawty, I supply the dealasI gotta thank my no-goBumpin' of da game pitBoss, ghetto boss, 'gon show me I'm da man[Chorus x2: Sean Kingston]Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya honLemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, rollDey go!Hey, got money on the shooter am I talking about the rugaCommand that roulette, click, click, I'm no loserYeah, you the shit southern slang from anuaThe booty connoisseur when I'm driking on kahluaGo see this rose, gal I won't try you with tulipsI'm copping rosé, now my chiken's hard as HootersI'm Mandalay bay, the Bellagio AbuserMy paper don't amuse ya then you haven't see my mulerHot rod, coat tail, I need the pink FlamingoGambling Female, like your hips is playing Cee-loCheck out you channel, see, I stroke your egoI'm here for the gazebo,pure cooker, you's a kilo[Chorus x2: Sean Kingston]Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya honLemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, rollDey go!7,11, there it go, I called it, no guessingAin't naked but all these shawties, they looking at you, they threatened. I reckon cause you high rolling, they begging, you begging.Snake eyes while you collecting, them thighs I will invest inThousand dollar chips for your thousand dollar hipsGot these thousand dollar gifts, leave more thousand dollar tipsI'll be your supplier, spend it like a dryerRoll for me baby, be my Nascar tireI know the odds of winning, like I do my fellini'sThe gangster proud of women, I call it robin givensFlo Rida extor you, take you pinto to PorscheSay look what you bottom bought yaNow do what your mama taught ya[Chorus x2: Sean Kingston]Bunk camera with it, show me I'm da man (man)Shake it on da flo, like dice pon ya honLemme say dat a** roll, roll, roll, roll, rollDey go!
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