Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Meet Me On The Floor, artist - Big TuckDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Meet Me On The Floor |
| 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 fuck boy a earshot, now he hearing the kick |
| Better have your shit in order, when you fuck with my click |
| We got shit you never seen, don’t get rocked in this bitch |
| Ay-ay, my click been the elite |
| DSR in thr building, don’t get stuck to the beat |
| These hoes ass niggas in the club, think they swift on they feet |
| I got them niggas on watch, oh yeah you will get beat |
| Burn these niggas like sweets, call me Smoking Joe |
| Got a jab for your ass, please don’t step to me bro |
| And don’t come to the flo', we got guerrillas at war |
| We on the Vietnam shit, 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 |
| I’m real (I'm real), you a hoe (you a hoe) |
| Stop talking, nigga meet me on the flo' - 2x |
| Meet me on the flo', meet me on the flo' |
| If you want a problem, nigga meet me on the flo' - 2x |
| I don’t know what these niggas tripping on, maybe it’s what they sipping on |
| D-Town the murder cap, your ass 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 ass this magic trick, hit the flo' nigga |
| I don’t care what you talking bout, come down to the flo' with it |
| Like a snake tight on your ass, basement just like fo' hit it |
| And you better warn them niggas, I’m King Kong with scrilla |
| They want beef, then watch us heat filet-mignon them niggas |
| 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 ass |
| See I’m a real nigga, and you’s a hoe nigga |
| That’s why your face need fixing, cause it’s broke nigga |
| G’eah, Big Tuck’s the name |
| I make niggas get low, like a C4 bang |
| Squirell with a nigga, jabs come like trains |
| And niggas are rams, see we don’t play games |
| Ay nigga, fuck your click |
| Your whole squad are some pussies, mine’s running this bitch |
| 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 |
| Nigga, bring your game |
| Miss me with that talking, you better bring your swangs |
| This how, we do that there |
| Fuck 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 |