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[Chorus: x2] Oh Girl you better (oh) St-Stop playin' (oh) Bitch what'cha waitin' for Get your ass on the floor You know the night was good When you wake up in the morning With a cloudy piss You know how I do Gimme the vodka skip the cris I'm at the bar feelin' like 50 takin' like 9 shots I got like 9 broads takin' 'em with me why stop Now I'm bouncin' from broad to broad This thing is thick from wall to wall I've never read the book But its like I mastered the art of war So if anybody thinks they can take advantage 'cause I've had a couple of drinks think again Ill have you like kanye west With a brand new jaw and a metal chin [Chorus: x2] Excuse me I'm takin' over Letras de cancionesI'm sick like Ebola I don't know what they told ya But bitch this chico's a soldier Get the crip and roll up Or drop the E and roll out Most of these busta's fold up When its time to thug out I'm a take it to the club Where them freaks be takin' it off and backin' it up I'm a make ya so hot as soon as these mami's walk in they ready to fuck Every (every) body (body) listen (listen) closely 'cause imma do what's never been done The games been fucked but its never been sprung [Chorus: x2] Oh oh ohGet your ass on the floor Oh ohGet your ass on the floor Oh oh Get your ass on the floor Oh oh oh Get your ass on the floor Oh Girl Oh St-Stop playin' (oh) Bitch what'cha waitin' for Get your ass on the floorGet your ass on the floor From Letras Mania