Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hit the Floor, artist - Twista. Album song The Day After, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.10.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Hit the Floor |
| Boogie boogie boogie |
| Boogie boogie boogie, boogie boogie boogie |
| Get down hit the flo |
| Dile ponme la hay que te la voy a partir |
| Shake it shake it fo' me, come and work it fo' me |
| Shawty but don’t break it fo' me; |
| wiggle wiggle won’t you |
| Come on and get naked fo' me; |
| say you like the dick? |
| Won’t you come and take it from me; |
| gon' twirk it fo me |
| While I let the dick slide, pop it fo me' mama |
| Show me you know how to ride — now stop runnin from me |
| Go and hold that fatty up — now let me beat up |
| Until you say you’ve had enough — Pitbull and Twista shawty |
| Show me how you work that, work that |
| Got to the flo but dont hurt that, hurt that |
| Take you with me if you can show me how you do that |
| Looking so hot and got the hood hollin', «who dat» |
| Hit it so hard mamacita; |
| come and let me inspect yo thigh |
| Open up because I got a new excercise |
| I can drop it down pick up the flow, hit that bitch up with the rythm and go |
| GET DOWN HIT THE FLO' |
| When Pit’s in the area, area |
| Better check his bank fo direct deposits |
| Check under yo bed bed, check yo closet |
| She dont like bacon? |
| (Cool, I’ll give her sausage) |
| If it doesn’t make sense, sense, don’t make dollars, dollars |
| Don’t make money, money, don’t make profits |
| Boogie boogie — I just want to give you nook |
| Noogie noggie — turn around let me see how you would |
| Do me, do me; |
| put it all together that would be a |
| Boogie Boogie noogie noogie noogie do me do me |
| Dammit woman; |
| I’m on the track with Twista |
| So its only right that I take my words and twist 'em |
| Wacth how I get up and go, watch how I switch up the flo |
| Watch how I do it like, no ones done it befo' |
| Yes uuhhh Pits a pro, mami what you frontin' fo' |
| Girl do what you do best, HIT THE FLO! |
| All the chicks be lovin Twista when he spittin 'em rhymes |
| And I be lovin all the ladies that got dick on they mind |
| From the windy city down to the dirty south |
| Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the +Word of Mouf+ |
| I sold 350 the first week |
| +The Day After+, I’m coming at you on a smurf beat |
| Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4 |
| Now back it up for me I’m beggin shawty Por favor |
| Go and get tell other lane, lemme show you how to jack it |
| Ain’t no like nothin a brother, you gon like it when I smack it |
| Got you in the fantasy, I hope no shit pop off |
| While we grindin and I’m trying to get my rocks off |
| Hope them haters dont coma at me thinking my blocks off |
| Cause we known to get the heaters burnin like hot sauce |
| Its all because I gave them baby mamas dick on the low |
| I tell em, «GET DOWN HIT DA FLO» |