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Everybody On the Floor

The Game

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[Intro: Quavo] Migos! Bongo, Bombay [Hook: Quavo] Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole All this money on the floor Money! Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole 50 thousand on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor [Verse 1: Quavo] Quavo! Yeah, it's Migos and Game in the club, nigga Order up a whole dub, nigga, if you're broke I can't fuck with yah No way! Broke nigga, only real niggas in my section Thank the Lord for my blessings, I'm drippin' dab, salad dressing When I'm in LA I feel like Blake Griffin Shout out to my trap, niggas in the kitchen You came in with your bitch, now you say she missin' (where?) QC the label and we independent, Quavo the lieutenant Look up in the air, it's a money shower Look down at my Rollie, can't tell the hour My diamonds so wet, think I need a towel I'm trappin' a bomb like the Twin Towers When you get money, it come with the power Young nigga came from havin' the sour 3 hoes in the shower Beat it, I kill it, call me Michael Myers [Hook: Quavo] Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole All this money on the floor Money! Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole 50 thousand on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor [Verse 2: Takeoff] Fuck up some money some more In the club spillin' Actavis all on my Louboutin toe Young Rich Nation that's the clothing Young nigga run up a check like Usain Bolt My wrist spinnin' in the pot like a merry go I got the game in the walls of Jericho You niggas rookies and I'm a professional Roll up a Backwood and stuff it with cookie dough Hop out the Bentley, Young Rich Nation Diamonds dancin' soon as a nigga hit the door Throwing up money like a coin toss I bet the bitches go in and hit the floor My niggas, they dogs and they bark like chico Went to Puerto Rico, plug name Enriquo It's my way, my nigga, but no Carlito Niggas try to bite the swag and I'ma take it back like repo We put that flow in the industry You niggas know and you better remember me I hear y'all bitch ass niggas gossipin' Just call me Elmo cause y'all niggas tickle me All these diamonds look refrigerated It costs 30 thousand just to look at me Drinkin' Actavis, I put a pint off in a can Now we call that oil sheen [Hook: Quavo] Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole All this money on the floor Money! Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole 5 thousand on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor [Verse 3: Game] Used to get my chickens from Tijuana So I been fucking with the Migos Yeah nigga it’s killing season, I’m paid in full, I’m rico They tryna hit me with the R.I.C.O, but I’m lowkey with them kilos That 8-Ball's fat as Cee-Lo ‘til they barged in like Chico They ain’t find shit but Nemo, had to take a break like free throws You ain’t get your dick sucked today, that’s no neck, Benzino Left eye in that peephole, got me sipping all on this Clicquot Niggas feel they Debo, put the Glock nine in your ego Yeah I grew up whipping the baking soda Had to shave an onion just to make my quota I was playing ball, knocked out a cop Can’t talk about it ‘cause the case is open Business a game ‘til the rape is open Two desert Eagles, that’s chain smoking Yeah, niggas bark like niggas hard But wanna sue a nigga when his face swollen Hammer on 'em, too legit, Maserati with the kit I got 20-20 vision, I see diamonds on my wrist I see mami with the shit, and she pop it while she strip Everybody taking shots, I’m 2Pac up on the strip, nigga [Hook: Quavo] Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole All this money on the floor Money! Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Fuck up some money some more I'm all in the club with your ho Bad bitches on the pole 50 thousand on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor Everybody on the floor
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