Tracy T - On The Floor lyrics

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Tracy T - On The Floor lyrics

[Verse 1] Dapper as a dandy Rapper like some candy In my leather jacket, knew that would come in handy Then I left the crib, met her at the club Your daddy must be Persian, the way you cut a rug You're juking like a mug She whip it and she nae-nae Fine as Halle Berry, hit her with the, “Ay baby” Dancing like a stripper, and I don't care what they say Club going down, mayday, mayday [Hook] From the wall to the window, let your tootsie roll Let me see you spin like a cyclone Girl dip it low, like you're on the pole Anything goes, anything goes Get it on the floor, shawty let a n***a know Get it on the floor, ‘till your back is sore I got the bottles popping and I'm with that If you play my song then I'm getting that Get it on the floor Get it on floor, shawty get it on the floor [Verse 2] I swear we don't walk it out tonight, I'm gon' be upset Would holler at the DJ, but don't want be no pest See I grew up in Atlanta where they do this the best Little shawty she from Cali so she threw up the West Ain't [?] dancing, y'all ain't jamming so Before you get to ramming ‘bout your [?] Let's stop talking and get back to the dancing Feel like Miami at mansion I'm thinking like [?] ceilings So much Ciroc on the table she think I came in with Diddy [Hook] From the wall to the window, let your tootsie roll Let me see you spin like a cyclone Girl dip it low, like you're on the pole Anything goes, anything goes Get it on the floor, shawty let a n***a know Get it on the floor, ‘till your back is sore I got the bottles popping and I'm with that If you play my song then I'm getting that Get it on the floor Get it on floor, shawty get it on the floor [Verse 3] Got you open like a window Moving slow, switch up the tempo Get you high and have you get low On the floor Know my shirt is made by [?] Probably pull up in an Enzo But tonight I'll probably pull up in a Rolls Look how she move in them clothes Probably move better out ‘em This the new Amber Rose But you can't forget about her That must be jam ‘cause jelly don't shake like that Make you want to hit it from the back She the type to make you wanna throw the cash on her Hit the mall and mess around and spend your last on her I'm the type that probably put that Birken bag on her I ain't droppin' none' but swag on her [Hook] From the wall to the window, let your tootsie roll Let me see you spin like a cyclone Girl dip it low, like you're on the pole Anything goes, anything goes Get it on the floor, shawty let a n***a know Get it on the floor, ‘till your back is sore I got the bottles popping and I'm with that If you play my song then I'm getting that Get it on the floor Get it on floor, shawty get it on the floor [Outro] I got the bottles popping and I'm with that If you play my song then I'm getting that Get it on the floor Get it on floor, shawty get it on the floor I got the bottles popping and I'm with that If you play my song then I'm getting that Get it on the floor Get it on floor, shawty get it on the floor

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