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federal moguls - put it on the floor lyrics

i wanna mash that nasty ass
i oughta smash that sassy lass
i should inspect them plastic tits
i wanna wreck them massive hips

i’ve been kind of eyeing you from the side of the boom
i’m not lying to you, i’m not hiding the truth
i’m just dying to move, and i’m supplying the tunes
so let me buy you a brew ’cause i ain’t tryin’ to lose
my stomach’s in a knot like i’m tying my shoes
a blunt before we stopped, and i’m as high as balloons
what ‘cha tryin’ to do? i ain’t staying for long
she gave me the nod and said, “i’m coming along”

with an ounce i’m past where all the bouncers stay
while the beat keep moving like it’s bouncing day
bring ’em out to play, i’m down to stay
around about as long as an ounce of yay
holy backside, whoa my head
i own a wrap around couch with a fold in bed
c’mon, you care to let me fold them legs
act bold, grab hold, and field goal them legs
really do you beg, are you boning on the reg?
or rarely laid like a golden egg
on lucky day i’m hot to play
what with your top popping out when you trot my way
plush lipstick rump to diznick
i’m buying rubbers like ihop does bisquick
you want to miss this, get realistic
i drop fly hoes like tit kicks s+d+stic
what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
how you bumping, it makes he want more
now what you dump with, put it on the floor

drop your ass to your feet, let it sweep the floor
dance like you ain’t gotta clean no more
let the round thing bounce like a basketball
stick that ass out like a casting call

stick that ass out like he’s asking for
come on, toast your glass to this classic y’all
stay ahead of the fashion, rarely slacking at all
grab my jacket, i’m anxious, i’m banking she’d call
i don’t do this a lot, same response every broad
but their bras end up pinned up on my wall
have ’em fishing for thongs while i’m hitting the bongs
then i’m kicking ’em out so i can finish these songs

what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
what you paid them for, what you came here for
what you working with, put it on the floor
how you bumping, it makes he want more
now what you dump with, put it on the floor
this ain’t disco, swing them hips though
the liquid that i’m swigging in this cup ain’t cisco
subtle hints in her ear got her biting her lip
she’s intelligent as h+ll but equipped to strip
this ain’t techno nor calypso
but work what you’re with, let it down and dip low
come on, move your torso a little more so
bady’s fly like a screen porch door

drop your ass to your feet, let it sweep the floor
dance like you ain’t gotta clean no more
let the round thing bounce like a basketball
stick that ass out like a casting call

- federal moguls lyrics

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