Everybody On the Floor lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Migos!
Bongo, Bombay

[Chorus: Quavo]
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
All this money on the floor
Money! Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
50 thousand on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Quavo! Yeah, it's Migos and Game in the club, n*gga
Order up a whole dub, n*gga, if you're broke I can't f*ck with yah
No way! Broke n*gga, only real n*ggas in my section
Thank the Lord for my blessings, I'm drippin' dab, salad dressing
When I'm in LA I feel like Blake Griffin
Shout out to my trap, n*ggas in the kitchen
You came in with your b*tch, now you say she missin' (where?)
QC the label and we independent, Quavo the lieutenant (Huncho)
Look up in the air, it's a money shower
Look down at my Rollie, can't tell the hour
My diamonds so wet, think I need a towel (Shine)
I'm trappin' a bomb like the Twin Towers
When you get money, it come with the power
Young n*gga came from havin' the sour
3 hoes in the shower
Beat it, I kill it, call me Michael Myers
[Chorus: Quavo]
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
All this money on the floor
Money! Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
50 thousand on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
f*ck up some money some more
In the club spillin' Actavis all on my Louboutin toe
Young Rich Nation that's the clothing
Young n*gga run up a check like Usain Bolt
My wrist spinnin' in the pot like a merry go
I got the game in the walls of Jericho
You n*ggas rookies and I'm a professional
Roll up a Backwood and stuff it with cookie dough
Hop out the Bentley, Young Rich Nation
Diamonds dancin' soon as a n*gga hit the door
Throwing up money like a coin toss
I bet the b*tches go in and hit the floor
My n*ggas, they dogs and they bark like chico
Went to Puerto Rico, plug name Enriquo
It's my way, my n*gga, but no Carlito
n*ggas try to bite the swag and I'ma take it back like repo
We put that flow in the industry
You n*ggas know and you better remember me
I hear y'all b*tch ass n*ggas gossipin'
Just call me Elmo cause y'all n*ggas tickle me (Ha)
All these diamonds look refrigerated
It costs 30 thousand just to look at me
Drinkin' Actavis, I put a pint off in a can
Now we call that oil sheen (Takeoff)
[Chorus: Quavo]
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
All this money on the floor
Money! Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
5 thousand on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor

[Verse 3: The Game]
Used to get my chickens from Tijuana
So I been f*cking with the Migos
Yeah n*gga it’s killing season, I’m paid in full, I’m rico
They tryna hit me with the R.I.C.O, but I’m lowkey with them kilos
That 8-Ball's fat as Cee-Lo ‘til they barged in like Chico
They ain’t find sh*t but Nemo, had to take a break like free throws
You ain’t get your di*k sucked today, that’s no neck, Benzino
Left eye in that peephole, got me sipping all on this Clicquot
n*ggas feel they Debo, put the Glock nine in your ego
Yeah I grew up whipping the baking soda
Had to shave an onion just to make my quota
I was playing ball, knocked out a cop
Can’t talk about it ‘cause the case is open
Business a game ‘til the rape is open
Two desert Eagles, that’s chain smoking
Yeah, n*ggas bark like n*ggas hard
But wanna sue a n*gga when his face swollen
Hammer on 'em, too legit, Maserati with the kit
I got 20-20 vision, I see diamonds on my wrist
I see mami with the sh*t, and she pop it while she strip
Everybody taking shots, I’m 2Pac up on the strip, n*gga
[Chorus: Quavo]
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
All this money on the floor
Money! Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
f*ck up some money some more
I'm all in the club with your ho
Bad b*tches on the pole
50 thousand on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor
Everybody on the floor