Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get It On The Floor, artist - DMX.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Get It On The Floor |
Get it on the floor |
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) |
Get it on the floor |
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) |
You don’t wanna party then your ass gotta go (WHAT?!) |
You don’t wanna party then your ass gotta go (C'MON!) |
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (uh) |
Bounce to this motherfucker (uh) |
Freak to this motherfucker (let's get it on) |
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!) |
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) |
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!) |
Get it get it on the floor (that's right) |
Once again it’s the darker nigga |
Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga |
But the dog is bigger, under stress |
So unless you’re wanting to bless to the chest |
These slugs from his liver rest REST! |
Or the pump’ll put a hurt on a nigga |
DUMB SEX, motherfucker feeding dirt on a nigga |
My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way |
You don’t know? |
fuck it find out the hard |
A nigga’s job is never done |
I handle my business how it come |
And there’s never been a one on one |
Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them |
I’m like salt, lock it up Hate to fall but never wreck his car |
And it’s my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down |
Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clown |
I extort to support my peeps |
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA! |
I’m at the crossroads, look but I’m not really sure which way to go Should I play that low for what I did the other day |
They on their way to float, got me striking this random |
I can’t stand em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom |
Looking over my shoulder, cause it’s colder than it was |
And start shorty, because I’m a little older than cuz |
And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain |
Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain |
That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute |
But I’m gon die by it cause I’m like knee deep in it And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit |
Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit |
Cause I done been to hell and back I ain’t wit selling crack |
I’d rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back |
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B. |
And blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass nigga! |
When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke em |
I’ll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke em Up north niggaz get the pick stuck up in em |
And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in em |
My M.O. |
is man-slaughter kid |
Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did |
Slid, cause I got to slide when the dirt is done |
A homicide but they want me on the Murder 1 |
But as long as I got my gun, I’m aight |
Stay outta sight while it’s light, and then come out at night |
To make moves again, stomp and bruise again |
I know I’m going to hell cause I choose to sin |
All my motherfucking life I been the Devil’s advocate |
Now niggaz never even knew the devil had a kid |
But he does and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw |
You’ll know what I’ll split your motherfucking brains for |
Don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing |
Don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing |
You wanna start something, it’s gon be somethin |
You wanna start something, it’s gon be somethin |
Don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing |
Don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing |
You wanna start something, it’s gon be somethin |
You wanna start something, it’s gon be somethin |
Yo yo CMON! |