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Pure Urban Essentials Spring 2009
Disc 1
01. Right Round
02. Dead and Gone
03. Tiny Dancer (Hold Me Closer)
04. So What
05. Beggin'
06. Pretty Please (Love Me)
07. When I Grow Up
08. Love in This Club
09. Guilty as Charged
10. Somebody (Loves You)
11. Forever
12. Smiley Faces
13. Tattoo
14. Gangsta's Paradise
15. Live a Lie
16. She's Like a Star
17. Tonight
18. Bedroom Eyes
19. Lighters Up
20. You'll Find a Way (Switch and Sinden remix)
Disc 2
01. Breathe Slow
02. Spotlight
03. Cash in My Pocket
04. Keeps Gettin' Better
05. If She Knew
06. Daylight
07. Against All Odds
08. Piece of Me
09. Silver & Gold
10. Right Here (Departed)
11. Shawty Get Loose
12. Mus Come a Road
13. Weh Dem a Do
14. Everything Is Borrowed
15. Addicted
16. In the Air
17. Gimme the Light
18. Insomnia
19. Get Fresh
20. Best, Best
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
Hey

Walk out the house with my swagger
Hop in the whip yo I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I look at my Cartier, out of control
Just like my mind where I'm going
No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes
No stomping on my Perreli's on froze
Unlike my jewelry that's always on cold
I know the storm is coming

My pockets keep telling me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies it's on and poppin' tonight 'cause it's meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot 'cause we balling this platinum patron every hour
Look momma I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the truth with all that goody sour
Go

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down

From the top of the pole, I watch her go (down)
She got me throwing my money (around)
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be (found)
It's going down, down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go (down)
She got me throwing my money (around)
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be (found)
It's going down, down
Hey

Shorty must know I'm the man
My money love her like a number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans, my Benjamin Franklin's
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance
Get dirty on like the spot on my hand
We building castles that made out of sand
She's amazin', her fire blazin', hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a little closer?

Time to get paid, it's maximum wage, that body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me like dammit I told ya
You want a show like a gun out a holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be ya chauffeur

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down

From the top of the pole, I watch her go (down)
She got me throwing my money (around)
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be (found)
It's going down, down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go (down)
She got me throwing my money (around)
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be (found)
It's going down, down

I'm spending my money (aye)
I'm out of control (aye)
Somebody help me
She taking my bankroll
But I'm king of the club (aye)
And I'm wearing the crown
Poppin' these bottles
Touching these models
Watching their asses (go down, down)

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down