Money On The Floor Lyrics - 8 Ball

Is it me or is it something about a car 

That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars? 

Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone 

But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone 

And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit 

10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that's just what my average is 

Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate 

Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit 

I'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't 

I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump 

Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires 

Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by 

'Cause I got 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone 

She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on 

Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne 

Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale 

Good green, thick lean, give them bitches x pills 

Cocaine make them get so loose on them tequila shots 

Every time I do it I regret it, the bitch just can't stop 

Now she's dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel 

Niggas throwing money at her, shit I can't be mad at her 

You bring the girl to me then I'ma bless her, yessir 

25 lighters on my dresser, yessir 

My bitch on the block with some money on her mind 

A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind 

I'm pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro 

Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor 

Forever get dough and I'm clever on the ho 

Still get vetted man, never be a scary man 

My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone 

25 lighters, 25 cyphers 

Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer 

Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles 

Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles 

Drop my top and I dip dip dip 

But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip 

Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses 

Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fishing 

Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside 

One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired 

I'ma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon' ride 

All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone 

Money on the floor 

Lighters on the dresser 

Drop my top, no one can do it better 

Diamonds and the leather 

Wood and the chrome 

Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone