Hit The Floor Ringtones

There are just too many times that people have tried to look inside of me Wondering what I think of you and I protect you out of courtesy Too many times that I've held on when I needed to push away Afraid to say what was on my mind, afraid to say what I need to say Too many things that you said about me when I'm not around You think having the upper hand means you gotta keep putting me down But I've had too many standoffs with you It's about as much as I can stand So I'm waiting until the upper hand is mine One minute you're on top The next you're not, watch it drop Making your heart stop Just before you hit the floor One minute you're on top The next you're not, missed your shot Making your heart stop You think you've won And then it's all gone So many people like me put so much trust in all your lies So concerned with what you think to just say what we feel inside So many people like me walk on eggshells all day long All I know is that all I want is to feel like I'm not stepped on There are so many things you say that make me feel you cross the line What goes up will surely fall and I'm counting down the time 'Cause I've had so many standoffs with you It's about as much as I can stand So I'm waiting until the upper hand is mine One minute you're on top The next you're not, watch it drop Making your heart stop Just before you hit the floor One minute you're on top The next you're not, missed your shot Making your heart stop You think you've won And then it's all gone And then it's all gone And then it's all gone And then it's all gone Now it's all gone I know I'll never trust a single thing you say You knew your lies would divide us but you lied anyway And all the lies have got you floating up above us all But what goes up has got to fall One minute you're on top The next you're not, watch it drop Making your heart stop Just before you hit the floor One minute you're on top The next you're not, missed your shot Making your heart stop You think you've won And then it's all gone And then it's all gone And then it's all gone And then it's all gone Now it's all gone

Hit the dance floor Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Now hit da dance hit da dance hit da dance floor Now hit a dance hit da dance hit da dance floor She do it with no hands now stop pop and roll Go head u got it mama dis rite here yo time to shine Grab yo grl hit da floor I c u stayin on yo grind I watch u twirk it baby drop dat thang 2 da floor Now tell a friend dat dis yo song grl bend yo back low She keep her hair fix she keep her nails done She blowin by da bar she throwin thousand ones She rock da stunna shades she a stunna man Oh she see a stunna man yea im da man Now brush yo shoulders off make dat money let em hate Why you all in V.I.P. dem otha broads here 2 wait I c u came 2 party? We beat da way smokin? kush, hypnotic Girl do it wit no hands I like da way she drop it woubble and shake it Make make me wann get naked U betta do it dont fake it Now bring it down bring it down Girl throw yo back st it do yo dance on da floor And make em throw a stack at it You gotta luv it baby u is fly as da sky Now work dat tinklebell for dat M-O-N-E-Y I see it in ya eyes dancin yea she got da glare Da baddest chick up in da club dats y dey stop and stare Da partys ova here yea do partys ova dere But women represent em my niggas everywhere In da beat now watch dem speakers blow Yea baby girl make em see a show Just pop it drop it bow to da floor Yo boy gone represent I do dis for da people got people pullin my chain sh esee my diamonds legal I see she shake it plenty plush she a money maker You do dis one for ya boy shake yo salt shaker So gone and get yo crew and meet me on da floor If you aint here 2 party u can hit da door Now get low get low get low get low I c u got it girl Now get low get low get low get low I c u got it girl Now get low get low get low get low I c u got it girl Now get low get low get low get low I c u got it girl Ay bend ya back low Ay bend ya back low Ay bend ya back low I c u got it girl Ay bend ya back low Ay bend ya back low Ay bend ya back low I c u got it grll

Watching as the light fades in, everybody else is asleep Nobody keeps you as well as these friends you keep But how do you hold on to those who turn their backs when it's your turn to knee? You just get more than you got until everybody sees Now, I know you've never needed the pity of anyone Not even your father for making you what you've become But if you let these people take whatever you may bring They'll take advantage while they're taking you for everything With all these people you're trying to impress You're still letting them pull you around just like a marionette And I'm watching the way you do this, like you're not gonna learn You just giving these people everything with nothing in return Now, I know you've never needed the pity of anyone Not even your father for making you what you've become But if you let these people take whatever you may bring They'll take advantage while they're taking you for everything

I see you walking home alone, your face is alive and bright But you can't see how weak you are 'cause I could end it tonight It's the feeling you get when you think that someone behind is watching you Well I can tell you now that someone is me and I'm about to make it right Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd hit the floor Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd HIT THE FLOOR! I creep up from behind, touch your neck, move down your spine You take a look and breathe so sharp Just a matter of time Don't scream I ask of you, but then you let one out and now it's time to go I come down on you like a ton of brick All over so it's time to go Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd hit the floor Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd hit the floor HIT THE FLOOR! Whoa-oah! Whoa-oah! Whoa-oah! Whoa-oah! Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd hit the floor. Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought that this is how I'd HIT THE FLOOR! Take this from me, I don't wanna hurt you Take this from me, I don't WANNA HURT YOU!

Kniggety-Knock, Kniggety Knock, knock, knock, Punk guess who's back, geah its that Compton Nigga. How'd you figure? That I'd give your ass the first jump, Sorry fool, The Eiht dont sleep chump. Some want me to stop with the violence. Some say, take a code of silence. But you'll get the mutherfucking middle finger Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer. Now you still want me to flip flop Straight black no >From the depths of hell as I bell, Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt, Then peel your cap back sorry punk. Back in your shit so here we go. Mutherfuckers hit the floor. Shiggety Shits gonna hit the fan Jack. When I'm blunted off the mutherfuckin chronic sack. Geah, So hit the floor when I cock the gatt. Bloods goin' spill when I rat-tat-tat. Bitches scream, niggas yell, 3 days later left is a fucked up smell. Coming from the Compton psycho. Can you fuck with me? I dont think so. I got the mind of a lunitic And I'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick. And take that shit to the bank. So on the way the Eiht can gank. And my style aint friendly often, Eiht times outta ten, you end in a coffin. I dont think you can deal no more. C-M-W say hit the fucking floor. Punk ass nigga! Back in your shit for the nine-duece to get loose. Eihthype in the mutherfucking house... Geah.

Heh heh heh heh Aww look out here I come Look out here I come I had to getcha baby I had to getcha Look out said here I come Watch out now Said uh rollin' out on the 110 Southbound Got my Chevrolet six trey Uh drop top Ran into my man Hymnal He had his Mustang '05 Tryin' to make it live So I Pulled up next to his Mustang I did my thing My Chevrolet Impala's too tough He couldn't hang So I Had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' '63 Impala baby You don't want to know Had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' Uh buildin' up those smokestacks Haha you don't want no mo' Watch out Look out for the one time 'Cause they on my back I had to shake 'em baby Talk about workin' that smokestack Hit a right turn Had to burn Kinda silly You know me woofy wolf They call me back street Willy Bumpin' Funkadelic Maggot Brain Ah you don't undertand Flippin' over to Superstoopid 'Cause Eddie Hazel's the man Get on the 101 Haha goin' northbound Listenin' to the sound of my open pipes Sho' 'nuff gettin' down Dreadlocks blowin' in the wind Lookin' superfly Seen this beautiful sister at the bus stop Said get inside my ride I Had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' Sister girlfriend on my side Need a little bit mo' Had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' Uh feet propped up on the dashboard Immaculate toes now We went into Hollywood Over to the root down Pulled along side Music Man Miles In his candy apple red '69 Camaro With the white racing stripes on the front Just smilin' I looked at him he looked at me I said you know what we got to do Let's burn it out baby Let's burn it out You know what I'm talkin' bout Got to burn it out Come on Let's burn it out baby Let's burn it out Get on what I'm talkin' 'bout Come on over to the Vincent Thomas bridge My '63 Impala's just like gold That crazy fool almost ran me off the road That's that Topanga Canyon stuff right there y'all I don't understand it Watch out I had to getcha baby I had to getcha now I had to getcha baby I had to getcha Wait a minute Goin' to the 405 Said I roll right on past 'Cause you know the 405 Can uh kiss my ass Wait a minute I went up to Sepulveda Made a right turn And ran into the Funky Buzzard In a '66 Lincoln Continental with the suicide doors And I looked up to Buzzard and said Can you make that thing burn rubber He musta looked at me and said Wolf Let me show you something brother Let's burn it out baby Let's burn it out You know what I'm talkin' bout Got to burn it out Come on Let's burn it out baby Let's burn it out Get on what I'm talkin' 'bout Got ta howl Rollin' on the I-5 Northbound to the bay In a Licoln Continental and my Chevrolet six trey Now Mr. Leafoot Tackett in his Camaro He went on ahead and led the way Said come on over and take us to the bay bridge brother Watchout Now that '69 Camaro's good to go But that Buzzard in the Lincoln Continental sho' 'nuff blows Like I said before my '63 Impala's like gold Come on y'all Let get on with the Watch out Had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' '63 Impala baby You don't want to know I had to hit the flo' Had to hit the flo' Buildin' up those smokestacks Come on let's hit this corner right here now Watch out Look out here I come Look out say here I come I gotta getcha baby I gotta getcha Look out here I come Wait a minute now I don't know what bridge this is I think we uh got lost in the ghetto somewhere Ha ha ha ha I tell you what we do Let's go and hit the flo' Put on the breaks And run inside this liquor store Get it