Marble Floors lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro: Rick Ross]
So I let the b*tch hang out with me right
You know word got around I was f*cking this n*gga b*tch
So the n*gga called me, he like "You f*ckin my b*tch?"- (EarDrummers)
I'm like "I'm f*ckin her right now"
Maybach Music

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Got ya b*tch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
Whippin' work, it smelling like they dinner rolls

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Told that b*tch take your shoes off, look don't even argue
Got your b*tch tip-toeing on Italian Marble
They on that bad batch, too much pork around it
Shorty ass fat you gotta walk around it
Big body got 10 of those
Cars, cribs that's eight hoes
Nine piece that's dinner rolls
Wild freaks, that centerfold
Hundred on my shine
You don't like it fine
Got ya b*tch tip-toeing like Gregory Hines
Cashing out with that nina
Ten days you ain't seen her
She ask for it, I beat it
You greedy n*gga you eat it
These corny n*ggas all on my di*k
Princess cuts all in my wrist
Hundred rounds all in my hip
200 grand all in my whip
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Got ya b*tch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
Whippin' work, it smelling like they dinner rolls

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Wet work, got the kitchen stanking
We call a undercover, a pig in the blanket
Uh, lifestyles of the rich and famous
Shoot you in ya head like Abraham Lincoln
Stuntin' on them b*tches like Birdman
Roll the weed in white sheets, Ku Klux Klan
Put it on the scale, watch it do numbers
Playing with them keys like Stevie Wonder
All my hoes pretty, all my n*ggas brazy
We sell that white, sell that brown, call it rice and gravy
Call me Tunechi Lee or don't call me at all
Man f*ck all you n*ggas, pause!

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Got ya b*tch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
Whippin' work, it smelling like they dinner rolls
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz, that's your best answer
Cup filled with pink, I'm supporting breast cancer
I might do that walk for the 5k
I get paid every time I leave my driveway(Tru)
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money counter
So many acres, my neighbors stay in another county (Damn)
Ted DiBiase in Versace loafers (Uh)
All you talk is sh*t n*gga, halitosis
Ghosts, I pulled up in that pale thang
Got a Chanel chain, on top of Chanel chain, on top of Chanel chain, on top of Chanel chain
GODDAMN!

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Got ya b*tch tip-toein' on my marble floors (Huh)
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds (Huh)
Big bodies I got 10 of those (Woo)
Whippin' work, it smelling like they dinner rolls

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