Lyrics:
MC yells "I'm free
Hey dude! Comin' through"
As he mows 'em down
In his truck, pedal's stuck to the floor
Four by four, burnin' oil by the ton
like this, hit it)
Throw away them jams cause you don't need em any more
Cause this hip-hop hit is gonna keep you on the floor
If you dance everyday
spot by just givin' in?
How you gon' treat this shit like you gon' get to live again?
How you gettin' hype off one hit? Do that shit again
How you got
it all
Till the day night wouldn't fall
Oh, how the sun did blaze
Wouldn't go down for days
I got shot and lost my rifle
When the first wave hit
the blow-blow
Hit her from the back, then I put her in the chokehold
Shit done got crazy, man, we fuckin' on the floor-floor
Sippin' on this syrup and it got
1-2-3
Give it to me
Get on the dance floor
Start to clap your hands for
The smooth operator, what more can your ask for
The musical maestro
and a strike
And then you catch me by surprise
The sun was in my eyes
Hard-fought back yard games of one on one
Ending on the floor
We’re contesting every point
Who that boy talking to
I know it ain't me, break him down stuff in a wood that's a coffin
Smoking on some green my caffeine you drink coffee
Hit him
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
Cutie pie, you're the reason why
Love you so, don't want you to go
Cutie pie, look me in my eyes
Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know
You're
Beloved by the bottles as the bodies hit the floor
Lining up some shotties might just take a couple more
Lady laying on my arm I think it's getting
that everybody ain't
But if it's one thing I know that I know, I know nothing at all
You don't pick up when I call
I'll make it up by tomorrow
You
on the floor by the sofa
Or on the door then back on the floor
Like we did before
Baby straddle me by the TV
Baby tell me are you really a real freak
Or miss a thing that you don't need
She knew by the way you kissed her
When she's gone, you won't miss her
Morning comes on an old cat's paws
And when
weren't there when I hit the floor
It's been so long
And you've been my sister all along
But you know I'll be alright
Eighth grade was never that
(Ian Tyson)
Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With
Matter Of Time
Words and Music by Cody Hudock / Sean Erick / Kevin Lloyd Williams / Leon Silva [all ASCAP]
Published by 2019 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd
The Last Word
Words and Music by Cody Hudock / Sean Erick / Kevin Lloyd Williams / Leon Silva [all ASCAP]
Published by 2019 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd
row, by the do'
I got a hoopty from this doofy nigga around the way
I had the fo'fo' under the rug, weekend ago
Three hours, I landed in the city
bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
between the cracks of the floorboards of our
dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
went there, you
and an outdoor disco
With bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
Between the cracks of the floorboards of our
Dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
back in her arms lying on her pillow
Curled up with a book down on Cherry Lane
The glass it hits the floor and you're walking away
But I want to be
as he goes by
An stick ya finger in your eye
Hit everything except that fly
Buzz buzz buzz
It's better than sipping something strong
The way my name rolls off your tongue
The way the light it hits your eyes
And makes me come alive
It moves
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