Randy White - The Floor Lyrics

Lyrics The Floor - Randy White



You told me ain't nobody home tonight oh woah
So I text you I'm at the door
Oh baby
And she already on the floor
Put it all aside, me and you tonight, they ain't gotta know
She don't wanna' stay down on the ground she gone get up on the pole
She like the air up there
She like to play unfair
Oh we ended on the ceiling, started on the floor
She on the front of my page cuz' lil shorty so cold
Think it's Eliantte but I really don't know
She just got a new stack and it really don't fold
I been prayin' all day
Let me know something I'm a pull up on ya
Not just anybody I'm a pull up on time
She the type to keep it cuz' you know it's hard to find
Now she tellin' me pull up at five
I hop on the 405
Yea the streets would've left me on CO time
Casamigos gone have me on loca
And the weed it's gone have me on showtime
She won't want me to leave when I put it on her
I look her in the eye to let her know I want her
Said you want me to wake up hit it in the mornin'
I'm talkin' about the end remember where you started
On the floor
Hands down, back up, on the floor yea
Now she sayin' that she need more yea
So I guess my body yours yea
I was finna' put her there
But she already on the floor
Put it all aside, me and you tonight, they ain't gotta know
She don't wanna' stay down on the ground she gone get up on the pole
She like the air up there
She like to play unfair
Oh we ended on the ceiling, started on the floor
Lil baby she puttin' on a show
Lil baby I think you took my soul
No I don't want to let you go
Started on the floor
Lil baby she puttin' on a show
Lil baby I think you took my soul
No I don't want to let you go
You got me all up in my feelings I can't even lie
You love it when I'm in it so go ahead and ride
We hit two hundred minutes I'm callin' it mine
Touchin' you every where girl I hope you don't mind
Said she want me to beat it up
Already beat it yea I think it's time to eat ya
Her phone on dnd so can't nobody reach her
Baby girl let's get on the bed
Cuz' we started on the floor
Hands down, back up, on the floor yea
Now she sayin' that she need more yea
So I guess my body yours yea



Writer(s): Randy White


Randy White - I Thought You Weren't Hungry
Album I Thought You Weren't Hungry
date of release
11-11-2022




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