Liar Liar

'Cause I gotta a player on my hands
 I gotta bulljiva on my hands
 I gotta faker on my hands
 I gotta lil' liar on my hands
 Hey, shorty, why you ain't tell me you need the soap?
 Flo Rida, I supply you with sanitizer, you know
 I do for you what I do for them girls that be getting low, low, low, low
 Dirty at my shows
 Still I gotta write them plans, spit fifty grand
 You get to know me I can get the liar off your hands
 Since I clean you up, baby, we popping rubber bands
 Lil' mama I'm the man, tell me what you're saying
 Everybody gets, gets a fair try
 You alright with me 'til you tell a lie
 From the top you seem like a different type of guy
 Did your own thing? I gave it a try
 Then you told me you were catching feelings
 Kind of unusual
 Normally you don't let no woman
 Ever see this side of you (Hey!)
 And I'll admit you had me goin'
 Thinkin' that this was the move
 Until I seen that girl all on you kissin' you
 Now your bridge is burned
 Uh huh, uh huh
 I guess I was wrong about him
 Uh huh, uh huh
 It looks like now we gotta problem
 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands
 I gotta bulljiva on my hands
 I gotta faker on my hands
 I gotta lil' liar on my hands
 I told my girls I wouldn't trip
 I'm gon' stay calm
 I'll just wait 'til later then give him a call
 Now he's trying to convince me that I didn't see what I saw
 You're on the defense
 'Cause you know you just broke the law
 Now you're tellin' me your all about me
 And no other girl will do
 But boy one thing about me is I ain't a fool (Hey!)
 But I'll admit you had me goin'
 Thinkin' that this was the move
 Until I seen that girl all on you kissin' you
 Now your bridge is burned
 Uh huh, uh huh
 I guess I was wrong about him
 Uh huh, uh huh
 It looks like now we gotta problem
 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands
 I gotta bulljiva on my hands
 I gotta faker on my hands
 I gotta lil' liar on my hands
 (Drop it to the floor)
 Oh yeah, you got it right this time, baby
 You got a player on your hands
 But if it's to hot for ya
 (Drop it to the floor)
 Whatcha know about bein' up in the club?
 With another girl gettin' caught up
 You know you're gon' pay
 Ya gotta plead your case
 I'm comin' your way
 What you gon' say?
 I don't like her, I just show love
 I promise I don't drink, I sip a lil' bub
 I promise I don't party, I just go to clubs
 I promise I'll smoke that cush roll it up
 Liar, liar, pants on fire
 Flo Rida in the hot seat, one man choir
 I am all about them caz, she told me, "Go Rida"
 Tearing up the bed but I be a scuba diver
 Uh huh, uh huh
 I guess I was wrong about him
 Uh huh, uh huh
 It looks like now we gotta problem
 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands (Uh huh)
 I gotta bulljiva on my hands
 I gotta faker on my hands (Uh huh)
 I gotta lil' liar on my hands
 (Drop it to the floor)
 (My hands)
 (My hands)
 Whatcha know about bein' up in the club?
 With a another girl gettin' caught up
 You know you're gon' pay
 Ya gotta plead your case
 I'm comin' your way
 What you gon' say?