August Alsina - Get On The Floor lyrics

Can a young n***a get some? Gimmie that dough And I ain't never gon' stop 'til I get more Might take yo girlfriend, make her my hoe My n***a don't cry 'bout it, just let her a** go She 'bout them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model So gimme your wrist band, your VIP and like four models n***a don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, n***a don't get stuck This right here's a robbery So get down on the floor I came here for everything So just act like you know Diamonds, savings, rubber bands So don't be a hero Let's make this nice and easy Lemme grab my sh** and go Get on the floor Run me that ice round yo neck boy Run me that watch cause now it's a set boy Run me them car keys, run me that iPhone And them Lebrons, I think you got my size on Gimme them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model So gimme your wrist band, your VIP and like four models n***a don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, n***a don't get stuck This right here's a robbery So get down on the floor I came here for everything So just act like you know Diamonds, savings, rubber bands So don't be a hero Let's make this nice and easy Lemme grab my sh** and go Get on the floor