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mr. put it on - destroy lonely lyrics

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[chorus]
yeah, cash on the floor (yeah)
when you walk inside the spot, it’s just swag on the floor (want some more)
yeah, tags on the floor
we put bags on the floor (want some more, want some more)
i might drop a bag on a hoe, please keep that on the low (please)
she call me dad on the low and no, her n*gga do not know (nope)
and i might spend a couple thousand on shoes for that hoe (hoe)

[verse 1]
i take flights across the globe (yeah)
in the night, i come back home (yeah)
got this freak, shе tryna f*ck me ’cause she likin’ my colognе (she do)
they don’t know my name, they just call me mr. put it on (they do)
i ain’t got no change for no broke n*gga goin’ on (goin’ on)
i’m the one, i can’t be cloned, if she the one, might bring her home (might bring her home)
tell that girl to put it on me and i might put her on (might put her on)
we got sticks like talibans, and i’m flyer than a drone (than a*)
if i’m tired, let her go, i get paid but want some more (i want some more)
heard he tellin’ on his mans, d*mn, that boy should be stoned (he should be stoned)
and i smoke like way too much gas, i’m like way too stoned (i’m way too stoned)

[chorus]
yeah, cash on the floor (on the floor)
when you walk inside the spot, it’s just swag on the floor (on the floor)
yeah, tags on the floor, we put bags on the floor (on the floor)
i might drop a bag on a hoe, please keep that on the low (on the low)
she call me dad on the low and no, her n*gga do not know (on the low)
and i might spend a couple thousand on shoes for that hoe (for that hoe)
[verse 2]
i’m in the city right now, sticked up right now (right now)
if a p*ssy want a problem, tell that boy to pipe down (pipe down)
i got more than a couple dollars, baby, what you want right now? (like what you want?)
i got more than a couple problems, shawty, i can’t even chill out (i can’t even chill)
ice on me right now, yeah, i just need to chill out (i gotta chill)
dope all on that scale, got the junkies just like “h*ll yeah” (h*ll yeah)
lil’ shawty feelin’ me, said “is you mine?”, she said “h*ll yeah” (yeah, yeah)
i be way to green to trust that thot, so i can’t even care (i can’t care)
told you once, now i’m finna to tell you twice, i throw her in the air (in the air)
i’m way too fly, and these lil’ bum ass n*ggas can’t even stand right here (nah)

[chorus]
yeah, cash on the floor (yeah)
when you walk inside the spot, it’s just swag on the floor (on the floor)
yeah, tags on the floor, we put bags on the floor (on the floor, want some more)
i might drop a bag on a hoe, please keep that on the low (please)
she call me dad on the low and no, her n*gga do not know
and i might spend a couple thousand on shoes for that hoe (hoe)

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