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Everywhere You Go Lyrics - Singles - Orlando Brown

Chorus (Akon): 

Everywhere 

I go they starin' 

Checkin' me out 

And what I'm wearin' 

The lights on my ice 

Just starin' 

And everywhere you go 

I'm there 

I'm exhausted from ballin' 

Winter, spring 

Summer and fall, and 

I'm exhausted from ballin' 

Winter, spring 

Summer and fall, and 

 

(Orlando Brown): 

Big baller 

Young shot caller 

20 on the wrist 

80 g's on the collar 

Back from Japan 

With a fresh 

Million dollars 

Pages to sleep 

Wake up thank Allah 

You're an A 

Grab the hand so 

Throw some threads on 

Hop in the Lambo' 

Freaks call me 

Commando Orlando 

Pushin' in the wind now 

I'm out like a candle 

You won't believe what I got 

Honey foot 

Got your cozy on top 

And I just bought two more 

Bentley cold drops 

400 grand they both came 

With a watch 

You screw you pay me 

80 karat gold 

AK I'm crazy 

Pull up on the block 

With my eyes all hazy 

Such a Konvict 

I could steal your lady 

(Yeah) 

 

(Chorus) 

 

Everywhere I go 

They starin' 

(Everywhere I go) 

Checkin' me out 

And what I'm wearin' 

(Checkin' me out) 

The lights on my ice 

Just starin' 

(Hey, hey) 

And everywhere you go 

I'm there 

I'm exhausted from ballin' 

Winter, spring 

Summer and fall 

And 

(Winter, spring, summer) 

I'm exhausted from ballin' 

(Oh, yeah) 

Winter, spring 

Summer and fall, and 

 

It's high noon 

Think I might 

Just fly to Cancun 

Where the ladies 

Shake their 

Boom, boom, boom 

All my G-Force 

Xoom, zoom, zoom 

Then we arrive 

Steppin' off the jet 

I'm lookin' fly 

Ask who designed this 

I, this 

My kicks, keep me paid 

Feelin' like woah 

That's more money I get 

I just come to the island 

Just to have a spot 

Where we all be wild and 

I fall texting, dialing 

If you got some girlfriends 

We'll be stylin' baby 

The phantom can fit us all 

Tell your man 

You ain't trippin' off 

Him at all 

And that's for sure 

I'm just ballin' 

Way out of control 

(Yeah) 

 

(Chorus 3x)