Money On The Floor - (Album Version (Explicit)) by Big K.R.I.T. / 2 Chainz / 8Ball & MJG
Money On The Floor Album Version Explicit by Big K. R. I. T. 2 Chainz 8Ball MJG Lyrics
| Song | Money On The Floor - (Album Version (Explicit)) by Big K.R.I.T. / 2 Chainz / 8Ball & MJG |
| Artist | Big K.R.I.T. |
| Album | Live From The Underground |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Big KRIT] | |
| Is it me or is it something about a car | |
| That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars? | |
| Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone | |
| But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone | |
| And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit | |
| 10 out of 10 she down to fuck, that's just what my average is | |
| Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate | |
| Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit | |
| I'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't | |
| I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump | |
| Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires | |
| Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by | |
| Cuz I got -- | |
| [Hook: Big KRIT] | |
| Money on the floor | |
| Lighters on the dresser | |
| Drop my top, no one can do it better | |
| Diamonds and the leather | |
| Wood and the chrome | |
| Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone | |
| [Verse 2: 8-Ball] | |
| She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on | |
| Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne | |
| Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale | |
| Good green, thick lean, give them bitches x pills | |
| Cocaine make them get so loose on them tequila shots | |
| Every time I do it I regret it, the bitch just can't stop | |
| Now she's dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel | |
| Niggas throwing money at her, shit I can't be mad at her | |
| [Verse 3: MJG] | |
| You bring the girl to me then I'mma bless her, test her | |
| 25 lighters on my dresser, yessir | |
| My bitch on the block with some money on her mind | |
| A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind | |
| I'm pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro | |
| Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor | |
| Forever get dough and I’m clever on the ho | |
| Still get vetted man, never be a scary man | |
| My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 4: 2 Chainz] | |
| 25 lighters, 25 cyphers | |
| Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer | |
| Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles | |
| Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles | |
| Drop my top and I dip dip dip | |
| But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip | |
| Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses | |
| Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fishing | |
| Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside | |
| One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired | |
| I'mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride | |
| All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child | |
| [Hook] |
| Verse 1: Big KRIT | |
| Is it me or is it something about a car | |
| That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars? | |
| Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone | |
| But either way she hit my phone like she can' t leave me lone | |
| And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit | |
| 10 out of 10 she down to fuck, that' s just what my average is | |
| Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digidash in it I' m an advocate | |
| Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit | |
| I' m passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y' all don' t | |
| I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump | |
| Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires | |
| Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a ' Stang so let me by | |
| Cuz I got | |
| Hook: Big KRIT | |
| Money on the floor | |
| Lighters on the dresser | |
| Drop my top, no one can do it better | |
| Diamonds and the leather | |
| Wood and the chrome | |
| Bopping ass hoes just won' t leave me alone | |
| Verse 2: 8Ball | |
| She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on | |
| Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne | |
| Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale | |
| Good green, thick lean, give them bitches x pills | |
| Cocaine make them get so loose on them tequila shots | |
| Every time I do it I regret it, the bitch just can' t stop | |
| Now she' s dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel | |
| Niggas throwing money at her, shit I can' t be mad at her | |
| Verse 3: MJG | |
| You bring the girl to me then I' mma bless her, test her | |
| 25 lighters on my dresser, yessir | |
| My bitch on the block with some money on her mind | |
| A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind | |
| I' m pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro | |
| Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor | |
| Forever get dough and I' m clever on the ho | |
| Still get vetted man, never be a scary man | |
| My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 4: 2 Chainz | |
| 25 lighters, 25 cyphers | |
| Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25tolifer | |
| Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles | |
| Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles | |
| Drop my top and I dip dip dip | |
| But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don' t slip | |
| Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses | |
| Reel them hoes in, it look like I' m going fishing | |
| Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside | |
| One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired | |
| I' mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride | |
| All jokes aside I' m the get money poster child | |
| Hook |
| Verse 1: Big KRIT | |
| Is it me or is it something about a car | |
| That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars? | |
| Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone | |
| But either way she hit my phone like she can' t leave me lone | |
| And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit | |
| 10 out of 10 she down to fuck, that' s just what my average is | |
| Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digidash in it I' m an advocate | |
| Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit | |
| I' m passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y' all don' t | |
| I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump | |
| Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires | |
| Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a ' Stang so let me by | |
| Cuz I got | |
| Hook: Big KRIT | |
| Money on the floor | |
| Lighters on the dresser | |
| Drop my top, no one can do it better | |
| Diamonds and the leather | |
| Wood and the chrome | |
| Bopping ass hoes just won' t leave me alone | |
| Verse 2: 8Ball | |
| She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on | |
| Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne | |
| Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale | |
| Good green, thick lean, give them bitches x pills | |
| Cocaine make them get so loose on them tequila shots | |
| Every time I do it I regret it, the bitch just can' t stop | |
| Now she' s dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel | |
| Niggas throwing money at her, shit I can' t be mad at her | |
| Verse 3: MJG | |
| You bring the girl to me then I' mma bless her, test her | |
| 25 lighters on my dresser, yessir | |
| My bitch on the block with some money on her mind | |
| A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind | |
| I' m pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro | |
| Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor | |
| Forever get dough and I' m clever on the ho | |
| Still get vetted man, never be a scary man | |
| My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 4: 2 Chainz | |
| 25 lighters, 25 cyphers | |
| Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25tolifer | |
| Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles | |
| Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles | |
| Drop my top and I dip dip dip | |
| But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don' t slip | |
| Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses | |
| Reel them hoes in, it look like I' m going fishing | |
| Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside | |
| One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired | |
| I' mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride | |
| All jokes aside I' m the get money poster child | |
| Hook |
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