Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Don't you love it, don't you love it, yeah!
[Flo Rida]
Gotta be stalling something
Don't you feel it less that you wanna be freak?
No, you don't act as one
What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours
What we own is to keep
Turn out what I'm not taken to breathe
Can't help myself, I'm surrounded by divas
I can just tell how you look at me
You are staring me
Watching me, watching me like a freak
Hotel, motel, I don't kiss and tell
Giselle there she tell how to talk in my stare
You like it, I love it, the freaky the yell
I know I'm in trouble, but I don't ring no bell
Roll wage, gold page, drink up, this gon' be a long day
I ain't got nothing on the mind
Let me tell you, let me tell you now
Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Don't you love it, don't you love it, yeah
Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Don't you love it, don't you love it, yeah
[Flo Rida]
My skin diamond Lucy
Tap tap me and shot me
Give me that bubblegum flavor
Caramel lollipop puppy and drop it
But pappy won't save her
You're hot as a, hot as a, hot as a sunburn in Africa
Me won't stopping me, you won't ever be
Two on two, baby, we need a camera
Roll wage, gold page, drink up, this gon' be a long day
I ain't got nothing on the mind
Let me tell you, let me tell you now
OOPS!
OOPS I!
OOPS I GOT!
OOPS I GOT UP IN-!
Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Don't you love it, don't you love it, yeah
Oops I got up inside of your dirty, dirty mind
Don't you love it, don't you love it, yeah
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