Lee Banks

Lee Banks - Tear Da Floor Up lyrics

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Hook:

Hold up, what you’re doing? Ballin in this bitch

Nigga f*ck that lie, let us all up in this bitch

And he ain’t got me loosin’ I’m all up in the mix,

So nigga better wash my shoes, so I fall up in this shit.

And he hold on trap, hold on trap,

We’re raining on f*ck the bay,

Trap the whole is in the building

You told em the king trap right here,

The nigga number one, oh no nigga

Then head em master chef nigga,

In the kitchen nigga, skirr

Hold up, what you’re doing? Ballin in this bitch

Nigga f*ck that lie, let us all up in this bitch

And he ain’t got me loosin’ I’m all up in the mix,

So nigga better wash my shoes, so I fall up in this shit.

Please, everybody with me out their nuggin’

Hey f*ck em on the liquor of the happy on the waxes,

So they slap it, white bitch wasting feel about me,

Probably holla bitch I want you to come try me,

They’re gonna be on your body,

So bag your ass up, more .. tenis shoes and smash your ass bump,

Don’t let these bitches you’re tryin’ to show your ass far

Been the reason you’re getting your …

And get your toes head on, nigga wet wet,

Gonna tell you that shit real, big chill

So I blend to you .. win meal

Don’t let em gas you up and get that ass you the win ..

Checking me ‘bout the house and let em get you that ..

Hook:

Say: hold on! Pock me how I gold on,

Show em when I show em, throw up, till I throw up

And we ain’t that large, tripping we ain’t ..

Coffee get it boy, shit we ain’t gonna tear da floor up

We gonna tear da floor up, floor up,

We gonna tear da floor up, we ride this mother*cker blow up,

And we gonna tear da floor up, floor up, we gonna tear this floor up

We ‘bout to tear this mother*cker floor up

Nigga we gonna tear da floor up.

You better come your ass down and control your bones

You know your p**sy but now don’t make me come expose you boy,

Holla next bout you nigga, but nobody know you boy,

Say I’m a bitch, I know you lyin’ what? Hold it on

Hold it on, hold it on, matter of fact nigga hold your tongue,

gotta beat the break so pop the bitch, stop the ass so .. your heart,

you ain’t tryin to see what? .. show to God

f*ck the club, and the club we know em all

it’s dump shit, we them type of niggas, you don’t wanna f*ck with,

dump shit, try to .. the balls bitch we fly shit,

.. choppers ass down, so then your conscious,

Soap made record to, what up bitch we might shit?

F*ck whatever you come with? Salute me like a big dough

All my niggas in, wherever seen gorrilas pissed off

So move to the sunny ..so we gonna get on,

A bad news that’s splitter I knock a nigga ..

Hook:

Hey hold on! Pock me how I gold on,

Show em when I show em, throw up, till I throw up

And we ain’t that large, tripping we ain’t ..

Coffee get it boy, shit we ain’t gonna tear da floor up

We gonna tear da floor up, floor up,

We gonna tear da floor up, we ride this mother*cker blow up,

And we gonna tear da floor up, floor up, we gonna tear this floor up

We ‘bout to tear this mother*cker floor up

Nigga we gonna tear da floor up.

Hey hold on, hold on

You look like you don’t like me,

You look like you won’t fight it

Well bitch type your ..

I’m like hold on, hold on, you look like you don’t like me,

You look like you won’t fight it, well bitch type your ..

Bitch type your .., bitch type your ..

Bitch type your .., bitch type your ..

Bitch type your .., bitch type your ..

Bitch type your .., bitch type your ..

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