TO THE FLOOR
(Sachy Ramz)
(Eh, break it down, eh - break it down, eh)
(Break it, eh)
(Break it down, ay-ay, break it, arh-arh)
(Mhm)
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh, drop down to the floor
Jeg' på min Top Boy ting, derfor alle ka' li' mig (Ah, ah)
Penge kommer, la' dem vælt' ind i mig
Jeg navigerer om du' kendt, det' ligemeget
Du ka' vende dig til det, eller glemm' alt om mig
Alt det de si'r vi ikk' ka', lægger bar'
Så jeg viser dem hvordan vi gør, de kigger bar'
Nu' jeg tætter' på min' milli, zig en gyalie med bikini
Ikk' en gyalie som er billig, men hun zigger mig
Huh
Den boy gør min mentalli [?]
Det' ikk' mine Bombay, eller Dom Perignon
Ikk' til booze, men jeg deler til folk
Så kom og hent, gyal, leverer ikk' som Wolt, ah-eh
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Busy body, she want' call me: "Honey"
Jeg ka' være din mand, 'cuz I love your body
One hour, two hour, three hour, four
I can't even lie, I can go on even more
Take a breath, ah-ah
Step back, eh-eh
Hun vil med, eh-eh (Arh)
Den comeback (Arh)
She want' give head, not headache - knocked down
Og sværger hun gik i panic (Calm down)
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Se mig step' ind, tracksuit det er Burberry
Når du ta'r snaps, så ikk' klik mig på memories
Papito han er ghetto-star, ikk' en celebrity
Fuck mine enemies, hader bad energy
So, Kiki, do you love me? Whined up on me
Gemmer mit ansigt, for de lægger mig på stories
Storm du' min only, baby, don't worry
Du vil ha' jeg synger for dig, shawty, jeg' ikk' Tory Lanez
Jeg' ikk' Crème brûlée
Der' ikk' tid på min fucking Day-Date (Baow-baow)
Jeg' lidt som Tyga, du ka' taste, go
Eh, du ka' taste, ja, du ka' taste
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
(Eh, break it down, eh - break it down, eh)
(Break it, eh)
(Break it down, ay-ay, break it, arh-arh)
(Mhm)
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh, drop down to the floor
Jeg' på min Top Boy ting, derfor alle ka' li' mig (Ah, ah)
Penge kommer, la' dem vælt' ind i mig
Jeg navigerer om du' kendt, det' ligemeget
Du ka' vende dig til det, eller glemm' alt om mig
Alt det de si'r vi ikk' ka', lægger bar'
Så jeg viser dem hvordan vi gør, de kigger bar'
Nu' jeg tætter' på min' milli, zig en gyalie med bikini
Ikk' en gyalie som er billig, men hun zigger mig
Huh
Den boy gør min mentalli [?]
Det' ikk' mine Bombay, eller Dom Perignon
Ikk' til booze, men jeg deler til folk
Så kom og hent, gyal, leverer ikk' som Wolt, ah-eh
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Busy body, she want' call me: "Honey"
Jeg ka' være din mand, 'cuz I love your body
One hour, two hour, three hour, four
I can't even lie, I can go on even more
Take a breath, ah-ah
Step back, eh-eh
Hun vil med, eh-eh (Arh)
Den comeback (Arh)
She want' give head, not headache - knocked down
Og sværger hun gik i panic (Calm down)
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Se mig step' ind, tracksuit det er Burberry
Når du ta'r snaps, så ikk' klik mig på memories
Papito han er ghetto-star, ikk' en celebrity
Fuck mine enemies, hader bad energy
So, Kiki, do you love me? Whined up on me
Gemmer mit ansigt, for de lægger mig på stories
Storm du' min only, baby, don't worry
Du vil ha' jeg synger for dig, shawty, jeg' ikk' Tory Lanez
Jeg' ikk' Crème brûlée
Der' ikk' tid på min fucking Day-Date (Baow-baow)
Jeg' lidt som Tyga, du ka' taste, go
Eh, du ka' taste, ja, du ka' taste
Put your hands up to the ceiling
Baby, just drop down low to the floor
Du ved at vi skaber den der feeling
This feeling, you never felt it before
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Åh-wåh, åh-wåh-åh-åh-åh-åh
Drop down to the floor
Credits
Writer(s): Chad Hugo, Mariah Carey, Cornell Haynes, Pharrell L. Williams
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