Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leave It On The Flo! Pt. 1, artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 16.04.2020
Song language: English
Leave It On The Flo! Pt. 1 |
| Hello, no one is a available to take your call |
| Please leave a message after the tone |
| Hey Tech, it’s *** and *** |
| Wishing you a happy Halloween, baby, haha |
| So we were thinkin', if you chose to kick it with us tonight |
| We can finally do that threesome, haha |
| Call us back |
| Yahtzee, two baddies talkin' 'bout gettin' busy |
| Having a thrizzy with Tech Nizzy, now I’m doin' the Shiggy |
| Thinkin', two pair of titties give me jizzy |
| Mane, I’m with this, bang them bitches like The Warriors against The Lizzies |
| Proceed to pelvis groom 'cause I’m 'bout to nail it soon |
| Doin' the palest moon, they said meet 'em at Raoul’s Velvet Room |
| Now that’s a hell of a plan, both of them bitches vanilla pecan |
| My other plans are now a hella Saran 'cause bitches wanna share the gel of the |
| man |
| The homies swooped me and put the pedal to the metal |
| Through the ghetto, we switchin' lanes, real Toretto (Chyeah) |
| To get with the thickie black, and then the other Mexican and guerro |
| I’m the red Devil, rollin', no jokin', Jared Leto (Chyeah) |
| Walked in the spot, got with two thots and hit the floor quizzick |
| Bartender pour vicious, so I’m seein' four bitches |
| Take a seat at a booth with the girls, how I knew we was gonna for sure kick it? |
| Both of them bitches went under the table on N9na playin' tug-of-war with it |
| We 'bout to leave it on the flo' (Leave it) |
| And gon' retrieve it when a ho (Need it) |
| Best believe it’s finna go when you let us in the door |
| 'Bout to leave it on the flo' (Leave it) |
| Ah, got two kissers on my pisser (Y'all crazy) |
| Two gifters in my zipper, two angels bump with the broken wings |
| Mister, mister, mouth’s naughty, feelin' just about gaudy |
| One of 'em got up and said, «Let's go and hit a Halloween house party» |
| Come on, everybody’s leavin' (Leavin') |
| I made it to the hoppin' ass house party |
| All I’m thinkin' 'bout is three shit, rollin' and weedin' |
| Where the bathroom, bro? |
| (It's downstairs) so we did, zoom |
| Me and the bitches but then I accidentally went and walked in to some kid’s |
| room (My bad) |
| Oh no, Tecca N9na's at the door |
| Want me to spit it, leave it on the floor? |
| Rippin' the flip, anything gotta go |
| Get it, demolish it, I’ma spit, never quit |
| I’ma be all in it, bitch, I be callin' it |
| Like it’s a fantasy, all of you fans of me |
| I’ma be haulin' it like I said, «Bobble it,» I’m the shit |
| Baby been busy, pop like I’m fizzy, now you be spinning |
| 'Cause of the rhyme I spit making you dizzy |
| I won’t kid all of you, but, bitch, I’m winning, woah (Wow) |
| Thirteen, you kidding? |
| When I’m done, only thing I’m committing |
| Is a homicide, might make your mama cry |
| She found her kid had died from the beginning |
| Woah, hold up, lil' dude, you freaking me out |
| Tech, what the fuck are you talkin' about? |
| Oh, this? |
| Fuckin' the game up the way that I came up |
| Is something they’re payin' but didn’t really wanna do it to 'em |
| But they couldn’t think of a way to tell 'em |
| I ink and I play no games, I ran up on the bitch |
| And then I did it to 'em anyway |
| We destroyed it, can’t avoid it, but the bathroom is that way |
| (Right on, man!) |
| We 'bout to leave it on the flo' (Leave it) |
| And gon' retrieve it when a ho (Need it) |
| Best believe it’s finna go when you let us in the door |
| 'Bout to leave it on the flo' (Leave it) |
| Thickie black and the Mexi-white |
| What they got 'bout to sex me right |
| I already dated the Mexi one |
| So it ain’t a thing for me to get me some |
| So I started to play with the other first |
| Through the kiss, I looked up, and the other’s hurt |
| Man, I thought it was 'bout to be porn shouts |
| But the other one flipped and she stormed out (Damn, man) |
| Ah, I knew she couldn’t handle this, I’ma go get her |
| Stuck in the bathroom, mopin' and hopin' to smash soon |
| Thought I had poon, feelin' mad gloom |
| 'Cause they left me open like a stab wound |
| I squirted the lotion (Hell, nah) |
| Well, get it done, I ain’t with it, son |
| When I murdered the ocean |
| Would’ve been servin' them both, but I heard a commotion (Chyeah) |
| People screamin', shit bumpin' and breakin' |
| I’m stuck in this basement in a fuckin' displacement |
| For real, for real |
| I don’t even got no steel to kill |
| Call my homie, «Where you at?» |
| Outside smokin' but two cats ran in with some straps |
| I got your back |