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[Verse 1]
Let's get it on!
We don't give a what what!
We don't give a what what! (Shit)
[Verse 2]
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?!)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
You don't want to party, then your ass gotta go (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (C'mon!)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (Uh)
Bounce to this motherfucker (Uh)
Freak to this motherfucker (Let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it get it on the floor (That's right)
[Verse 3]
Once again it's the darker ****
Here to spark a ****, pick apart a ****
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless you wanna get blessed to the chest
With slugs from the Smith & Wess', rest!
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a ****
Dump six motherfuckin' feet of dirt on a ****
My hands stay dirty, 'cause I play dirty the mob way
You don't know? Fuck it find out the hard way
A ****'s job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
There hasn't been a problem, I dissolve 'em
Like salt, lock it up
Like a vault whenever wreck is caught
And it's my fault, keep **** on point duckin' down
**** like you need to get bust you fuckin' clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps ****!
[Verse 4]
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (C'mon!)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (Uh)
Bounce to this motherfucker (Uh)
Freak to this motherfucker (Let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it, get it on the floor (That's right)
[Verse 5]
I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go
Should I play that low for what I did the other day?
They on their way, the flow got me strikin' this random
I can't stand em, fake ass **** want to be the Phantom
Looking over my shoulder, 'cause it's colder than it was
Extort shorty, because I'm a little older than cuz
And the buzz from the saw, with the chain to your brain
Will turn that big **** to a fuckin' stain
The pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute
But I'm gon' die by it 'cause I'm like knee deep in it
And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit
'Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit
'Cause I done been to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack
I'd rather rob a **** leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.
And blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass ****!
[Verse 6]
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (C'mon!)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (Uh)
Bounce to this motherfucker (Uh)
Freak to this motherfucker (Let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it get, it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it, get it on the floor
[Verse 7]
When I crawl, leave a **** sprawled out after I smoke 'em
I'll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke 'em
Up north **** get the pick stuck up in 'em
And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in 'em
My M.O. is manslaughter kid
'Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did
Slid, 'cause I got to slide when the dirt is done
A homicide but they want me on the Murder one
But as long as I got my gun, I'm aight
Stay outta sight while it's light, and then come out at night
To make moves again, stomp and bruise again
I know I'm going to hell 'cause I choose to sin
All my motherfuckin' life I been the Devil's advocate
Now **** never even knew the devil had a kid
But he does and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw
You'll know what I'll split your motherfucking brains for
[Verse 8]
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (What?)
You don't want to party then your ass gotta go (C'mon!)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (Uh)
Bounce to this motherfucker (Uh)
Freak to this motherfucker (Let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it, get it on the floor (What?)
Get it on the floor (What?)
Get it, get it on the floor
[Verse 9]
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
You want to start somethin', it's gon' be somethin'
You want to start somethin', it's gon' be somethin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
You want to start somethin', it's goin' be somethin'
You want to start somethin', it's goin' be somethin'
Written by: Earl Simmons, Kasseem Dean