Lyrics:
games
Can't fuck around anymore
Got a whole bag coming my way
Just know that I'm settling down the score
Scoreboard you're losing by a point
When I hit
And by the way she moves
Its captivating
And then when we locked eyes
The room got hazy
Took a couple of steps
Hit the floor
Then I knew that I had
Found
I ball off in this bitch
My commas hit the floor, you call off in this bitch
I threw a hundred more, you stall off in this bitch
And then I
wanna do right by your side
Ain't tryna slide on some fake shit
Keepin' it a hunnid with you girl
'Coz you make me feel
So good
Ms. Jackson hit the dance
on someone payroll
Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
But I work by lantern
See, I figured out this pattern
I'm the only one with
partner look so good
It's like we about to do a show now
So if you're steppin' come on down
Grab your partner
Hit the dance floor
Tonight we'll be
unemployed
And I'm just filling up banks like Lloyd
When I was on the roadside I was employed
Licking off shots in the clod, getting annoyed
Riding around
Girl I wanna see you groove I wanna see you move
Just hit the dance floor and just get loose
I wanna see you high I wanna make you mine
Baby don't
bullets ricocheted
Yea you shoulda got robbed
But grandmamma went to pray
Yea you shoulda got hit by
That truck on the road
Ain't no luck when you stuck
and go hit the dance floor
Make a nigga want to get with you and spend dough
Love what you do to me mami I want to know
What it do baby girl
Get
wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
from a head full of pressure
Shawty hit the floor get low twerk twerk twerk
Shake it for them bands hit the pole twerk twerk twerk
Twerk it roll it pop it grind slow twerk twerk
know no more
Lifestyle always out to show
Electric, look how fast it go
Charge it, don't use gas no more
Pull up, hop out, drop it down and hit the floor
We looking for them J-Lo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it
the sky
Got the red dot on the moon
Imma take you by surprise
I'm on ground floor
But I am gonna take flight
Jets are runnin' heads I'm huntin
You could say
She ain't sweating shit, unless shes on the dance floor
She ain't sweating shit, unless shes on the dance floor
She ain't sweating shit, unless shes
I wanna break mould
Take control
Be undressed to see the soul
This the metronome
Keep us on the floor
Upper echelon
Keep you on the phone
This is
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
I'm gonna dance tonight
And maybe lose control
Hanging by the threads again
Spotlights hit the floor
Groove is in my soul
Hanging by the threads
piece by piece
Each piece hit the floor
Ooh what is love for
Piece by piece
Until there weren't any more.
No there weren't anymore.
Tell me what is
Now!
(Freaks on the floor) [Repeats]
One, two, one, two
Light up another one dude
[Chorus:]
Now! (One, two, three, four come on, come on,
my inhaler, carry my cheddar
Pack up my things and go
Breaking my bones, don't you break in my heart
She said you've been hit by you've been hit by
mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like Sister Ray said
Live it on
Rosey and Miss Rayon
They're
was really making niggas hit the floor (niggas hit the floor)
Trying to beef with no money, y'all niggas poor
I don't know how you cool with a nigga you
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