Hit Tha' Floor

歌詞

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