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Flo-Rida - Текст песни Finally Here
Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
 People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
 So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
 Prayin' for my ship to come and take away the pain
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe
 I know it's a struggle but who the hell gon' do it for me
 Who the hell gon' do it free, if I don't get up and bust my ass
 That's my motto, I can't put my faith in the lotto
 Luck don't stay nowhere near where I go
 Unless you ride that muthafucka
 And you be lucky enough to get away in the grave
 What can I do, what can I say, I tried to get paid
 But I got grazed, the bullet went through but I ain't get paid
 Now what do I appreciate?
 My J O B, hey boss, I'm comin' in late
 Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
 People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
 So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
 Prayin' for my ship to come and take away the pain
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Lil' cousin got it right? and bike without no frame
 Ride the same rides without no brain?
 Life ain't life, without no shame, if I make it out the hood
 Damn right I'm gon' change my cell phone number
 But the area code still gon be 305 though
 My friends who was my friends just like my kinFlo-Rida - Finally Here - http://ru.motolyrics.com/flo-rida/finally-here-lyrics.html
 Walked 'em in my door, but please wipe your feet on the rug
 You can keep your shoes on, it's all love
 Boy let me stop, I'm dreamin' too much, now who the hell
 Won't give the model a million bucks?
 Nobody but God, right now I could use me one of them black cards
 I'm scarred, I fell apart, I came here with stars, it's hard huh?
 Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
 People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
 So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
 Prayin' for my ship to come and take away the pain
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Findin' me, that day I been tryin' to reach
 That pay I been dyin' to see, boy them folk wouldn't lie to me
 I thought money ain't grow on trees
 Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed
 They quit, you can't see no leaves
 Hold up, I need my Versace's
 Grace covers of magazines, my mother she proud of me
 Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn't gon' be shit
 Big yachts, every day I get seasick, I was broke, the prefix
 My book say "Why y'all gave that nigga some cash?"
 I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? Here it goes
 Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
 People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
 So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
 Prayin' for my ship to come and take away the pain
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this
 Finally here
 That day is finally here
 That day is finally here
 New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
 New wrist, knew that, knew this











