Soulja Slim with 12 O'Klock, Trinity, Damien Straight 2 The Dance Floor Lyrics

[Soulja Slim]
This that s___ here, yep (yep), the Cut Throat Comitty ya understand
We about to tell ya how we get down ya understand (ya understand)

[Chorus: Soulja Slim & Damien]
This dat s___ dat they don't get but they all been waitin' for
Real n____s its cool you can grab a b____ & head str8 to the dance floor
An make her wobble dat thang n____ (wobble it, wobble it)
Make her back it up n____ (back it up, back it up)
Make her catch dat wall n____ (catch it, catch it)
Back it up & make it fall n____ (hey, hey)

[Soulja Slim]
It's the C-O-M-I-T-T-Y
I be Cut Throat m____fucka til' the day that I die
Tha Lac park outside if you want a ride
But I gotta get some skull once ya off inside
I'm the P-I-M-P of the 2G's
n____s don't tempt me I'll leave it empty
I'm from where the souljas be
Magnolia project off of Willow Street

[Damien]
If You can work dat thang baby
An you can back it up baby
Then you can ride in my truck baby
An let me off in them guts baby (hey, hey)

[Soulja Slim]
I'ma project dog wit the lease off
You n____s wanna know the game I'm gonna teach yall
I'm the n____ put the cut on the hot sauce
An got the b____es in the club wanna take it off, now drop dat (drop dat)

[Chorus]

[Trinity]
Real n____s in the back here's whatcha do
Grab a b____, grab a gat & raise the roof
An if a n____ soulja hatin' on ya let 'em go
An if this hoe is kinda diggin' on ya let her blow
Bust nuts like we bust gats
You n____s better watch ya dome fore' we bust dat
Cut Thraot Comitty to the bone & we don't play
Hundred round drum c___ed makin' headway, whodi
b____ n____ get somewhere
Fore' this thang go off & you get hit somewhere
Don't check me check dat hoe, she chose
Fore' she get yo chest pumped fulla bullet holes
We can do it civilized if it want be
Pop Dom P, ball til' I fall, me
Swap a hoe n____ f___ a hoe, they can ride
It's gon' us til' the pakin' lot pimp outside, right

[Chorus]

[12 O'Klock]
Look ma I find it hard to let you walk by
I know you sick of these lame n____s that talk fly
Probaly sayin' I'm ghetto because I spark lye
Tryna take ya from the burbs to the darkside
You wanna ride we can slide in the Expedition
Play ya cards right & you can be the next to glisten
Before we bounce make sure to tell yuor ex to listen
When in the Marriott tryna find ya best postition
You got me lost the way ya back it up & wobble on it
Ma I'm willin' to put up 5 & my bible on it
Catch in the game but it'll change if I get up on it
Beat that thang up like me & you was boxing opponents
Gettin' paid cause you in for a long night
Don't be ashamed cause boo you put on a strong fight
But game is game & 12 O' Klock don't make no promises that he can't keep
An ain't a corner darker enough to were we can't creep

[Chorus]

[Damien]
Come on, back it up don't stop, back it up & don't hurt yaself (4X)