Gucci Mane - Money On The Floor lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Money On The Floor lyrics

Verse 1 Gucci in the club poppin bands on them hoes/gon' head gucci mane toss some grands on the floor I'm gettin a table dance by a fine a** hoe/got me comin back nightly tryin to find this hoe I got money on the table,choppa on the dresser/financials is stable,very sucessul Money on the marble,redder than a cardinal,bluer than a dodger,blacker than a ninja Iteneries,calenders,babies and agendas/boo i'll f** ya hit ya when I hit ya Text,max fax,e-mail me send a picture/gucci mane f**ed ya girl go get the pistol Gucci mane f**ed the world and its sister/main b**h left me I didn't even miss her f**ed her bestfriend she s**ed me then you kissed her/f**ed your bestfriend she s**ed me then you kissed her Chorus: J's at my door,I got money on the floor J's,J's at my door I got money on the floor J's,J's at my door I got money on the floor I'm a million dollar n***a on the muthaf**in floor. I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money floor,I got money floor,I got money on the floor Verse 2 Money on the floor its more gualas to count/got alot of crackheads trynin to get in my house This hoe say she hungry put my dick in her mouth/if she help me hit a lick than i'm watchin her out Down south gold mouth,yea them birds fly south/made a half a million dollars in my traphouse I'm a million dollar man on the low worth eight/everygirl that I meet f**s on first Date He on 26's baby I'm on 8's/bart simpson colar diamonds wit the red rum skates Brazillian,chamillion mmaterial forces/mustard 9 8's or the retro jordans The b**h isn't mine then wheres my choices/then i'll choose mine then move wit bosses The b**h isn't mines then wheres my choices/then i'll choose mine then move wit bosses Chorus: J's at my door,I got money on the floor J's,J's at my door I got money on the floor J's,J's at my door I got money on the floor I'm a million dollar n***a on the muthaf**in floor. I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money on the floor,I got money floor,I got money floor,I got money on the floor Verse 3 Mo-jo told me step my game up/So if I throw up man shrimp might come up Chamillion paint job same color the vomit/80 proof liquor all in my stomach I'm on the look-out for a big fine woman/who love to s** dick and can keep me cumin I thug this,love this never been love sick/but been frost bit back back young b**h Orange catalina same color as a sunkist/6 12's beat everytime the f**in drum kick Born on the track so you know its gon go/I got half a million dollars on this got damn floor