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Meet me on the floor Meet me, meet me on the floor My girls... drop curls in my hair I'm gonna sweat em out I got my pocket full of chips million dollar hips And I'm gonna let em out 'Cause we're on the floor, we're on the floor We're on the floor, we're on the floor Soon as the Dj play my song I'ma put it on Yeah I'm in the zone baby you ain't... We can fuck it out straight in my... You came here to talk with some money in your mouth I'ma show you how to work it out We're on the floor, work it out We're on the floor, work it out I do my thing like I do and I am... ... you're tryin to get it too And the cameras be flashing and flashin We're posing they snapping Flashing and flashin We're posing they snapping ... in the tempts, took a few... from my glass and I put it down I play no games with this you know what it is I'm gonna show you how We're on the floor, we're on the floor We're on the floor, we're on the floor No drama no pressure baby hit but I don't even stressin No matter what I do them... Ain't if funny how soon as I wanna... I took it straight to... eshing It's a... for your... industry please act like it all ... say it again like... If you really wanna get up please meet me on the floor If you think you're worry and you're wrong, you're wrong I just came in here to party and I'm gonna Baby I know that you want you me and the... probably 'Cause I'm sure when... The way it... all the men coming with you so Meet me on the floor, meet me on the floor ... treat the million dollar... Meet me on the floor, meet me on the floor, meet me ... On the wall... Meet me on the floor, meet me on the floor Meet me on the floor, meet me on the floor Meet me on the floor Work it out, work work work it out... Work it out work it out... We on the floor, we on the floor, We on the floor, we on the floor Pop pop girl girls girls A lot of brief, hey hey hey hey ... that's how we're doing Hands in the air Woke up in the club like what up what up We don't seat down we just cut up cut up On the floor no one does it better Did I... Where my girls get your back... They gonna tell em Who... wants back with no feature Say ym own raps... Got my hair deled up, my nails deled up You wanna dance you better keep up Got my perfume... smell good plus I got... when I pull up Flashing and flashin We're posing they snapping And you know you... when you know... So I treat the dance floor like a photo... Meet me on the floor, meet me meet me on the floor... Meet me on the floor,... Work it out, work work work it out
Writer(s): Chris Brown, Cynthia K. Loving, Phillip Bryant, Daniel Bryant, James Bryant, Isaac Freeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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