The Game Everybody On the Floor song lyrics
Feat Migos The Game Everybody On the Floor song lyrics
F**k up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad bi**hes 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
F**k up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad bi**hes on the pole
50 thousand on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
(1 – Quavo)
Quavo yeah, it's Migos and Game in the club, ni**a
Order up a whole dub, ni**a, if you're broke I can't f**k with yah
No way broke ni**a, only real ni**as in my section
Thank the Lord for my blessings, I'm dripping dab, salad dressing
When I'm in LA I feel like Blake Griffin
Shout out to my trap, ni**as in the kitchen
You came in with your bi**h, now you say she missing 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 trapping a bomb like the Twin Towers
When you get money, it come with the power
Young ni**a came from having the sour, 3 hoes in the shower
Beat it, I kill it, call me Michael Myers
(Repeat)
(2 – Takeoff)
F**k up some money some more
In the club spilling Actavis all on my Louboutin toe
Young Rich Nation that's the clothing
Young ni**a run up a check like Usain Bolt
My wrist spinning in the pot like a merry go
I got the game in the walls of Jericho
You ni**as rookies and I'm a professional
Now roll up a Backwood and stuff it with cookie dough
Hop out that Bentley, I'm rich
And diamonds dancing soon as a ni**a hit the door
Show out the money like a coin toss
I bet the bi**hes going to hit the floor
My ni**as, their thots and they like chico
Went to Puerto Rico, plug name Rico
It's my way, my ni**a, but no Carlito
Ni**as try to bite the swag and I'ma take it back like repo
We put that flow in the industry
You ni**as know and you better remember me
I hear y'all bitch ass ni**as gossiping
Just call me Elmo cause y'all ni**as tickle me
All these diamonds look refrigerated
It costs 30 thousand just to look at me
Drinking Actavis, I put a pint off in a can, now we call that oil sheen
(Repeat)
(3 – Game)
Used to get my chickens from Tijuana so I been f**king with amigos
Yeah ni**a 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 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 s**ked today, that's no neck, Benzino
Left eye in that peephole, got me sipping all on this Clicquot
Ni**as sell they 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, ni**as bark like ni**as hard
But wanna sue a ni**a when his face swollen
On my own I'm too legit, Maserati with the kick
I got 20-20 vision, I see diamonds on my wrist
I see mami with the s**t, and she pop it while she strip
Everybody taking shots, I'm too caught up on a strip, ni**a
(Repeat)