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Club Can't Handle Me (feat. David Guetta) (Ridney Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
Giorgio Tuinfort
Giorgio Tuinfort
Programming
Ridney
Ridney
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Songwriter
Mike Caren
Mike Caren
Songwriter
David Guetta
David Guetta
Songwriter
Giorgio Tuinfort
Giorgio Tuinfort
Songwriter
Kasia Livingston
Kasia Livingston
Songwriter
Carmen Key
Carmen Key
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Producer
David Guetta
David Guetta
Producer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Assistant Mixing Engineer
JP "The Specialist" Negrete
JP "The Specialist" Negrete
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh, hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh) The club can't even handle me right now (Hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh, hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh) Haha! Can't nothin' handle me right now! I see you, D. Guetta, let's get 'em! Hey, I own the night and I don't need no help Gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt Stuntin' gone wild, can't handle this player Life of the club arrogant like, yeah Talk like money so the girls just melt One too many, all on me like 12 Look like cash and they all just stare Bottles, models, standin' on chairs Ball out 'cause that's the business All out, it's so ridiculous Zone out, so much attention Scream out, I'm in the building, hey! They watchin', I know this, I'm rockin', I'm rollin' I'm holdin', I know it, you know it You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh, hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh) The club can't even handle me right now (Hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh, hey, yeah-eh-yea-a-ah, eh) Hey, still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control Can't stop now, more shots, let's go Ten more rounds, can I get a K.O.? Paparazzi tryna make me pose Came to party, 'til I can't no more Celebrate 'cause that's all I know Tip the groupies takin' off they clothes Grand finale like Super Bowl Go hard, I run the show That's right, wild out, got money to blow More lights, more ice, when I walk in the door No hype, do it big all over the globe Yeah! I said it, go tell it Confetti, who ready? I'm ready! You ready? Let's get it! You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up!) The club can't even handle me right now (Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up!) You got me watchin' now (yeah) Got my attention now (yeah) Got everybody in the club wantin' to know now I am a ladies' man, come and be my lady, and we can ball, so, ahh! Bring ya body here, let me switch up ya atmosphere Take you out of the club and up in my new Lear (yeah) Fly you all around the world Whatchu want, baby girl? Are you ready to go, now? You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up!) The club can't even handle me right now (so, put your hands up) Put your hands up! Let's celebrate now! Put your hands up! You know who shut 'em down!
Writer(s): Tramar Dillard, Giorgio Tuinfort, David Guetta, Frederic Riesterer, Carmen Key, Mike Caren, Kasia Livingston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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