Putcha body down, putcha body down Go go go go go go go go That body go go, go go, go go go go Get you on the floor Don't hurt nobody Can't you see we were made just to move our bodies Forget about the crowd, it gonna be the party If you say you can

Jumping up and down the floor My head is an animal And once there was an animal It had a son that mowed the lawn The son was an OK guy They had a pet dragonfly The dragonfly it ran away But it came back with a story to say Her dirty paws and furry coat

Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure Claustrophobic, dropped

And I got mine (Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am) (C) And I went down to a big crap game, 'Twas (F) certainly against my (C) will. I lost every doggone nickel I had But a (G) greenback dollar bill. (C) Forty dollar that laid on the floor My (F) buddy's

Daddy don't pray anymore He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor I guess he's finished talking to the lord But daddy don't pray anymore I remember even when the times were bad He thanked jesus for everything he had For a good wife

And the rain fell down And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love Follow it up in this strange grey town It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor A stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room

She wears a frown and dressing gown When she lays down And she lays down on her bedroom floor The chemicals that make her laugh Don't seem to be working anymore She tries her best, but it hurts her chest And even though her sun is gone She lights like a

And work it low Express yourself, release the glow, attack the floor Spread your legs and arch your back And they mad cause I’m hot and they wish they was They be hating on my name but my beats they love Go up and down and make it clap Spread your legs

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,