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Artist/Band: Flo Rida
Lyrics for Song: Elevator
Lyrics for Album: Mail On Sunday



[Intro - Timbaland]:

Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me

Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me

Hey Girl you're comin' with me your comin' with me

Hey Girl you're comin,' come on,



Talk to me girl, Let me tell you girl.

Got you stuck on my elevator.

Get it up

On my ehh oh, ehh oh...



[Verse 1 - Flo Rida]:

Hey

My first flo stopped on a gold digging woman

Money cash flow all big faced honeys

Frontin' on the floor got them d-boys running

Shorty got both broke can't see what's comin'

Wear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey

Dolce and Gabbana and she get up on my money

Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani

See the carrots on her wrist now she pimps bugs bunny

Used to date Kanye now she want me

While I got my juice wanna take my OJ

It ain't her birthday with her name on a cake

If I ever play for grade A



[Chorus - Timbaland]:

Got you stuck on my

On my elevator

Get it up, on my elevator

Check it out!



First floor, stuck on the gold digger

Second floor, stuck on the dime piece

Third floor, stuck on the hood rat

Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cause

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

Thsi girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ,



[Verse 2 - Flo Rida]:

She gotta nail kit, she gotta hair kit

She gotta a Gucci bag, her brand new outfit

Stuck on my elevator, she on the second floor

Now I want you to break it down, DJ turn it up some more

Hey, dime piece girl turned to Internet hottie

Little mama twerk that top model body

South Beach preach in the back of that Ducati

I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari



[Chorus - Timbaland]:

Got you stuck on my

On my elevator

Get it up, on my elevator

Check it out!



First floor, stuck on the gold digger

Second floor, stuck on the dime piece

Third floor, stuck on the hood rat

Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause,

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

Thsi girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ,



[Verse 3 - Flo Rida]:

My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm

Cut, take boy Hollyhood act charm

Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone

tight broach, bump the low ring tone

Roll up don't smoke on her

One night stand one night with the clan

One night, one time broke her off 10 grand.

Project all the way gutta all day

Shorty don't fake she'll put it in your face

Three stories while them hood rats beg



[Chorus - Timbaland]:

Got you stuck on my

On my elevator

Get it up, on my elevator

Check it out!



First floor, stuck on the gold digger

Second floor, stuck on the dime piece

Third floor, stuck on the hood rat

Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause,

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

Thsi girl is stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator

This girl is stuck on my ,


Album Lyrics: Mail On Sunday


Flo Rida
"Mail On Sunday"


1. American Superstar
2. Ack Like You Know
3. Elevator
4. Roll
5. Ms. Hangover
6. Still Missin'
7. In The Ayer
8. Me & U
9. All My Life
10. Don't Know How To Act
11. Freaky Deaky
12. Money Right