[{"id":35695183,"name":"Money On The Floor","trackName":"Money On The Floor","artistName":"Big K.R.I.T.","albumName":"Money On The Floor","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Is it me or is it something about a car\nThat makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars?\nOr maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone\nBut either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone\nAnd that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit\n10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that's just what my average is\nSlab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate\nChromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit\nI'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't\nI put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump\nCheck the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires\nHogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by\n'Cause I got\nMoney on the floor\nLighters on 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ho we gon' ride\nAll jokes aside I'm the get money poster child\nMoney on the floor\nLighters on the dresser\nDrop my top, no one can do it better\nDiamonds and the leather\nWood and the chrome\nBopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\nMoney on the floor\nLighters on the dresser\nDrop my top, no one can do it better\nDiamonds and the leather\nWood and the chrome\nBopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Money On The Floor\n artist: Big K.R.I.T.\n album: Money On The Floor\n duration_ms: 247000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Is it me or is it something about a car\n That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars?\n Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone\n But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone\n And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit\n 10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that's just what my average is\n Slab and chassis 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Every time I do it I regret it, the bitch just can't stop\n Now she's dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel\n Niggas throwing money at her, shit I can't be mad at her\n You bring the girl to me then I'ma bless her, yessir\n 25 lighters on my dresser, yessir\n My bitch on the block with some money on her mind\n A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind\n I'm pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro\n Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor\n Forever get dough and I’m clever on the ho\n Still get vetted man, never be a scary man\n My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n 25 lighters, 25 cyphers\n Went to 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that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone\n But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone\n And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit\n 10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that's just what my average is\n Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate\n Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit\n I'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't\n I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump\n Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires\n Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by\n 'Cause I got\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave 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Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n 25 lighters, 25 cyphers\n Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer\n Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles\n Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles\n Drop my top and I dip dip dip\n But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip\n Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses\n Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fishing\n Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside\n One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired\n I'ma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon' ride\n All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n Money on the floor\n 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Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n 25 lighters, 25 cyphers\n Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer\n Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles\n Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles\n Drop my top and I dip dip dip\n But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip\n Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses\n Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fishing\n Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside\n One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired\n I'ma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon' ride\n All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n Money on the floor\n Lighters on the dresser\n Drop my top, no one can do it better\n Diamonds and the leather\n Wood and the chrome\n Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone\n"},{"id":31770594,"name":"Money On The Floor","trackName":"Money On The Floor","artistName":"Big K.R.I.T.","albumName":"Down South: 2000s Hip Hop Bangers","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Is it me or is it something about a car\nThat makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars?\nOr maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone\nBut either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone\nAnd that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit\n10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that's just what my average is\nSlab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate\nChromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit\nI'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't\nI put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump\nCheck the stars out when I ride, dodgin' 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