Big Tuck - Meet Me on the Floor (feat. Addiction & Tite) lyrics

(feat. Addiction & Tite) (Addiction:) Watch us bulldoze your spot, and make your heartbeat stop Got a mean overhand, oh yeah you will get dropped Upper cuts combination, please don't get slid Give this f** boy a earshot, now he hearing the kick Better have your sh** in order, when you f** with my click We got sh** you never seen, don't get rocked in this b**h Ay-ay, my click been the elite DSR in thr building, don't get stuck to the beat These hoes a** n***as in the club, think they swift on they feet I got them n***as on watch, oh yeah you will get beat Burn these n***as like sweets, call me Smoking Joe Got a jab for your a**, please don't step to me bro And don't come to the flo', we got guerrillas at war We on the Vietnam sh**, we leave your head on the floor Why you acting all hard, we'll pick up your chin We giving dome shots out, my click came in to win (Hook:) I'm real (I'm real), you a hoe (you a hoe) Stop talking, n***a meet me on the flo' - 2x Meet me on the flo', meet me on the flo' If you want a problem, n***a meet me on the flo' - 2x (Tite:) I don't know what these n***as tripping on, maybe it's what they sipping on D-Town the murder cap, your a** gon wind up missing homes Big Tite don't play games, riders never say names Keep your P's and Q's in order, I'm always on my A game Come to war with a big gorilla, 4-5's mo' triggas Show your a** this magic trick, hit the flo' n***a I don't care what you talking bout, come down to the flo' with it Like a snake tight on your a**, basement just like fo' hit it And you better warn them n***as, I'm King Kong with scrilla They want beef, then watch us heat filet-mignon them n***as Plex is not a issue, go on your mama miss ya Now may the Lord bless ya soul, family need a tissue This that rider music, haters they get mad Come to the flo', and I'ma pop a can of whip a** See I'm a real n***a, and you's a hoe n***a That's why your face need fixing, cause it's broke n***a (Hook) (Big Tuck:) G'eah, Big Tuck's the name I make n***as get low, like a C4 bang Squirell with a n***a, jabs come like trains And n***as are rams, see we don't play games Ay n***a, f** your click Your whole squad are some pussies, mine's running this b**h G'eah, I ain't gon say no mo' I'ma find one talking, and put his face on the flo' My whole team, stay ready I'm way too heavy, I'm like boxing a Cheve n***a, bring your game Miss me with that talking, you better bring your swangs This how, we do that there f** your feelings, we do not play fair We straight, mopping you hoes It's gon be another gang, when you walk out them do's (Hook)