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[with Calvin Harris] It doesn't matter what I say, no matter what I do Every little thing reminds me of you It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do Every little thing reminds me of you Reminds me of you, reminds me of you, reminds me of you... [repeats] Yes, party people, we drop and feet go, some make your fist-pump, hands up and feet go Crazy, look at all these ladies, tonight is going down, (going down) mayday We party rockin in this place for sure, every place that we walk in is the place to go Popping bottles up for free, with the models every week Sexy go-gos the way you booty bubbles to the beat is like... Owning, popping, ain't no stopping, the bass is knockin Them shots are dropping, some of us came to celebrate But most of us came to get away It doesn't matter what I say, no matter what I do Every little thing reminds me of you It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do Every little thing reminds me of you I'm a heavyweight, light on my feet, must be levitate Sex tape was for penetrate, then I slap you in the ass with the resume Yeah, I'm living with the finer things, designer draws and diamond rings Letras de cancionesGo to the Monica, lots of things, I stay the same, call the packing chains Big bro chains, I never ever being a bitch, my last girl was so player switched Pop the only ricky, cause I'm rich, that's the only on my booty call it Yeah, [?] got no show but she still can ride my banana boat She still can ride my banana boat, now new nick name is banana throat Figure it out, I'm the one everybody here about, man you're just here for now So settle down, the rhythm is flow, you hear me now I'm always up to something, I got goon in the house cause he my cousin We got dollars by the dozens, but without you girl I'm nothing Yoyo, everybody's on the floor I can see your hands up From the stage to the down Calvin Harris on the deck LMFAO's on the checks We're the two in the place to be The place to be, what's hapenning next Baby you look so fine I can tell that look in you eye That mean me and you in the back room What cross your mind I'll bucket chain on my chest Cause I'm fresh to the death And everyday I'm shuffling I'm like a soldier with these steps It's only popping, that ain't no stopping That place is knocking, the shots are dropping Some of us came to celebrate, but most of us came to get away It doesn't matter what I say, don't matter what I do Every little thing reminds me of you It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do Every little thing reminds me of you Reminds me of you, reminds me of you, reminds me of you... [repeats] From Letras Mania