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grimy & eb - straight on tha floor lyrics

[intro: eb]
get down, real low, shots fired at your dome
we run up in your home, we in the zone up with that chrome
we got them white pills headed straight for your nose
knock you straight off your toes and lay you straight on the floor

[hook: grimy]
straight on the floor
straight on the floor
f-ck with the market we leave you straight on the floor
send this brown up your nostrils until it’s ate off your nose
lay you down on the ground, we leave you straight on the floor
straight on the floor
straight on the floor
f-ck with the market we leave you straight on the floor
send this brown up your nostrils until it’s ate off your nose
disrespect, it’s gon cost you, we leave you straight on the floor

[verse 1: grimy]
it’s that grimy motherf-cker coming up at you raw
you run me up at the mall i’mma put these knucks to your jaw
here’s what i do when i sniff this batch of cocaine
sn-tch your chain, dash away, run back and bash in your brain
your b-tch was wiling hard until i gave her this pill
grab the paper, catch you later, sniff this gator and chill
i’ll end your life in a sec, i’mma put this knife to your kneck
then my f-ckin’ eyes’ll turn red, i’mma f-ckin’ slice till you’re dead

[verse 2: eb]
tony montana, i’m bout to bring this hammer
f-ck the police they tried to put me in the slammer
i’m repping cincinnati like gucci rep atlanta
throwing on these locs as i be ducking from the scanners
i’m the best (yes!) i ain’t a snitch (no!)
but you can bet i run this d-ck off in your b-tch. (ho!)
we reign supreme in this land, you better understand
whippin’ up the babies on the stove up in the pan

[hook]

[verse 3: chief oglesby]
call me green light cause i don’t stop
yeah i’m kind of presidential, you can call me barack
time is ticking, you should look at the clock
sh-t, or you should look at this c-ck
i take your girl while i’m whipping white
molly and lindsey they are about to fight
i f-ck her in the dark, i don’t need no light
looking at my future, yeah, it’s lookin’ very bright
all i see is thousands of l!cks
get off a couple pounds, just gotta make it quick
make a phone call just to pick up a brick
nugs so big stems look like sticks
money dropping just like niagra
she up all night, i ain’t talking v–gr-
realize the boss, who you’re dealing with
pop you in your head cause i wasn’t feeling it
yeah, i pop a few pills to raise the bar
get domed up while your b-tch in my car
hold up b-tches, let’s have some fun
one nut, two nuts, three nuts, done

[verse 4: eb]
i’m getting lightheaded smoking down this pound of purp
riding round town with two cups, sipping surp
looking down the street, ducking cops, burning rubber
subs shaking everything, you’d think it was some thunder
i got l!cks every day, that is how i make my guap
k!ll the parking lot till the cop tells me stop
at my house i got two b-tches that will greet you with some kisses
disrespect my fam, you’ll be sleeping with the fishes

[outro: grimy]
f-ck a second verse, f-ck a hook, too, we out here
you know we leave you straight on the floor
best not f-ck with the fam, b-tch

- grimy eb lyrics

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