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Ass On The Floor Lyrics - Last Train To Paris - Diddy-dirty Money

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

Them haters can't tell me nothin' 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

No 

 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

Them haters can't tell me nothin' 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

No 

 

You're the love of my life 

But you hurt my heart twice 

Now I'm drunker than a motherfucker 

Tryin' to find my way back to your heart, you motherfucker 

 

So I know there's a price 

When you're running all night 

And you're drunker than a motherfucker 

Tryin' to find your way back to the love, you motherfucker 

 

Baby, you know just what to do 

I know you know the truth 

And we will never lose 

There's no need, there's no use 

 

I give my soul to you 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

I give my soul to you 

(Them haters can't tell you nothin') 

(Them haters can't tell me nothin') 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(Them haters can't tell you nothin') 

(No) 

 

Did you make me cry 

Don't you hurt, hurt my pride 

Got me madder than a motherfucker 

Tryin' to fight my way back to your heart, you motherfucker 

 

Your achin' my brain 

In your arms, I feel safe 

Shit, deep down I always loved ya 

Tryin' to find my way back to your heart, you motherfucker 

 

Baby, you know just what to do 

I know you know the truth 

And we will never lose 

There's no need, there's no use 

 

I give my soul to you 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

(When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor) 

I give my soul to you 

(I gave you everything) 

(Them haters can't tell you nothin') 

(Them haters can't tell me nothin') 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(Yo, turn me up, I want to make sure she can hear me) 

(Them haters can't tell you nothin') 

(No) 

(Listen to me) 

 

That love's gonna get you, motherfucker 

Smoke weed, listenin' to Sade 

I left my pain in Paris 

Why can't you see shit my way? 

 

You on that lonely highway 

My car still on that driveway 

Feels like I'm dying slowly 

Feels like what more can I say? 

 

I made you face your fears 

I think we could've made it 

Thought I told you I loved you 

Maybe we should've waited 

 

How could you ever doubt me 

When I stood by you proudly? 

I would've gave my last breath 

Now you can't breathe without me 

 

Oh, when your in the cold, yeah 

All you think about is your baby 

Oh, when your in the cold, yeah 

All you think about is your baby 

 

Baby, I want you to need me, I need you 

To want me, I want you to love me forever 

Baby, I want you, I need you to love me 

I love you, I need you to want me forever 

 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor 

 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

Them haters can't tell me nothin' 

Them haters can't tell you nothin' 

No 

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