Lyrics Money On the Floor (feat. E-40) - Too Short, E-40

Money On the Floor (feat. E-40)

I say hello, momma, what’s the deal?
Talk to me, girl I’m a keep you real
I’ve been on you since you walked thru tha door
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor
Money on the floor!
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor!
Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl!
Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!
All that sexy dancing, the hair and the dresses, it’s so romantic!
It’s so sexual, wiggle that body girl let it go!
It’s got me intoxicated
Like drugs, it’s got me fading!
The visual is amazing
Three DJs entertaining
The women are beautiful here
From all over the world
Come here, you see the most beautiful girls!
They make the clock go that bad
Bend over and show that crack.
That booty is so damn fat
How you make it go like that?
I say hello, momma, what’s the deal?
Talk to me, girl I’m a keep you real
I’ve been on you since you walked through the door"
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor
Money on the floor!
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor!
Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl!
Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!
She don’t believe in wearing panties under her skirt
No bra under her shirt
I like the way she twerk
This the one right here, baby, this your motivation
Make your chick applaud like a standing ovation
Got my dick hard like incarceration
Let me buy you a drink and
Hello, and about this hustling
Here.
give the chick a Chinese night, night
Ne more!
Play head games,
But you want more, more!
they call me I rap and I rhyme
but I used to
it’s right, right, right!
I say hello, momma, what’s the deal?
Talk to me, girl I’m a keep you real
I’ve been on your sister walk Billy dough
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor
Money on the floor!
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor!
Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl!
Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!
I need to penetrate
Hook it up like a generator
Make electricity
With that booty, show Mr. B
I don’t wanna kiss the freak
That ass is just a magical mystery
I can’t take that shit
Put it on break that dick!
Shopaholic so hot you got a badass like Coco
She young but her body full of figure
You had to see her momma, they could pass for sisters.
For some strange reason, I gotta think
It’s something about the broad and some white jeans
Make her feeling through her pants when she back it up
Thicker than the reese’s peanut butter cup
I say hello, momma, what’s the deal?
Talk to me, girl I’m a keep you real
I’ve been on your sister walk Billy dough
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor
Money on the floor!
And drop it low like it’s money on the floor
Like it’s money on the floor!
Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl!
Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!