Floor Tap

Skye you gone stay forreal
I have to go get some clothes
Say it
Kick a bitch out like Martin aye
Kick a bitch out like Martin, you gone put me in yo song
Ohh he really gone do it

Yeen Gann
Chabotta chabotta chabotta chabotta
I'm havin' whole lotta (whole lotta that)
We in the club and we turnt up right
now girl I just want to see you buss' it
Get on that pole girl and do some exotic shit I know you can do it
Know you see me throwing these ones,
looking in your eyes, yeah you want it
I might pull up on the scene, fresh like hair up under a bonnet
Baddest bitches gather around you can even bring your cousin
Hit four season's, have a quicky and a threesome in the morning
Bitch this drip don't never clog, so I know I ain't never plummet
Whew, kick a bitch out like Martin
Yaa, kick a bitch out like Martin
VVs's on you dancing huh, you might be a target
Baby speed that ass up over here I got a spot you can park in
You ain't ever gotta worry bout bullshit
if you ain't the one that start it (Wooo)
Issey Miyake and Joe fresh good my garments Pussy was
fatter then I thought it was, damn that was alarming (Wow)
Yeen, come and get this paper girl no Charmin
Back it up
Back it up
Back it up

I grab my bat
I brace myself
I brace myself
I opened, I ease the door on open
I took that bat and hit 'em upside
A Piyyooowww
He said Oohhhh

Gann, Floor tap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Bend them knees make that ass clap clap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Throw it in the air yeah
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it down
Floor tap

She a nasty Lil' freak
Head so good she didn't cheese shred me
Dick so good she had to curl her feet
Her eyes roll back and bite her teeth
Gann,
Spark up the widow, she like damn what's that odor
I don't know why, but it just feel better when not sober
My plug give me my prices like we shopping at Kroger
When he come in I'm gone give you to
him show him some love (Choo Choo)
Not spose to love these thots but I still end up at the club
I can't go no out like no lameo buddy boy I'm not no dub
Man she put it in my face now I'm attempted to touch
Man I don't know what this feeling is
I'm having a rush (I don't like that)
Bust it
Bust it
Bust it
Bust it
Bust it
Bust it
Bust it down

Gann, Floor tap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Bend them knees make that ass clap clap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Throw it in the air yeah
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it down

Up and down
And round
And round
And round
And round she go
(Throw it, throw it, throw it down, down)
Up and down
And round
And round
And round
And round she go

Gann, Floor tap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Bend them knees make that ass clap clap
Floor tap
Floor tap
Throw it in the air yeah
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it
Throw it down



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Writer(s): Wendell Brown, Javon M Brown, Tierre Harris
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