On the Floor

Music: Ian Smith [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, 'Sace suits, out this Rolls We look like the Italian mob 'Sace shoes, 'Sace robe Make my crib feel like the spot Not no bag, I can't go I need ten upon arrival Got your bih' in my truck, so I'm careful when I'm drivin', yeah [Chorus] Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want (Throw it) Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh [Verse 2] Windows tinted, Forgiato's, **** the whip, five hoes inside it “Buenos días, hola Mami. Maybe I could call you wifey” Change the pace, I take her down to SoHo, got your ho excited Italiano leather jacket, this shit cost a ****in' Audi They like “Why is ian blowin' up?” Bitch I'm the one who did it I don't hear him talkin' 'bout no funds, I'm 'prolly not gon' listen You don't make them pockets big as ****, I'm 'prolly not gon' fit 'em I just bought some brand new Jordan 1's, I can't even touch the rim [Chorus] P-Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh [Interlude] Just wondering, what-what is it like seeing this right now? Shit, you tell me [Verse 3] Damn, rush, face hot Louis store, play time Furry coat, Maison T-Ten pairs, same kind We can't wine and dine, bae This a one and done, baby I'm just not the one for ya' I'm too low on time or some' Listen, we prolly chop some' up, but I'm not makin' friends with yo ass, that's just how it is Whenever this shit get ugly, I gotta pretend to be happy, you know how it is If you see a chance for us, say some' baby 'cause I got no idea I'm pushin' this Phantom high, drivin' this ho like I ain't pass my test [Chorus] P-Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want (Throw it) Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon (Throw it) Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh