Floor

She gon bounce that ass to the floor
Bagging up the weed
Triple Beam got the dope
I never serve a nigga I don't know
Diamonds on me frozen
I think I need a coat
Water on me like an ocean
I can't even float
Got ya bitch on me lotion
Touching on her toes
And I bet you won't know shit
She gon keep it low
She be on some hoe shit
Really on the road

Eights in a wood what I smoke
Got the bitch doing coke
And her nigga still broke, he a joke
Wok with the bean so a nigga feel slow
Got so many racks, I could buy up the store
Gotta keep a strap, know it came it with the pole
Yeah and my chain too cold
I can't fall in love cause my heart too froze
Only fuck em once that's the way it goes



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Writer(s): Brandon Palacios
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