Tech N9ne – Leave It On The Flo lyrics

[Intro]
Hello, no one is a available to take your call, please leave a message after the tone
Hey Tech it's _ and _ wishing you a happy Halloween baby
So we was thinking, if you chose to kick it with us tonight, we can finally do that threesome
Call us back

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yahtzee!
Two baddies talking about getting busy
Having a thrizzy with Tech Nizzy now I'm doing the shiggy
Thinking, two pair of titties give me jizzy
Mane I'm with this, bang them bitches like the warriors against the lizzies
Proceed to pelvis groom
Cause I'm about to nail it soon
Doing the palest move
They said to me meet them at raul's velvet room
Now that's a hell of a plan
Both those bitches vanilla pecan
My other plans are now a hella saran
Cause bitches wanna share the gel of a man
The homies swooped me and put the pedal to the metal
Through the ghetto we switching lanes real Toretto
To get with the thickie black and then the other Mexican and Guerro
I'm the red Devil, rolling ain't no joking Jared Leto
Walked in the spot, got with two thots and hit the floor quizzick
Bartender pour vicious until I'm seeing four bitches
Take a seat at a booth with the girls and I knew we was gonna for sure kick it
Both of them bitches went under the table on N9na playing tug-of-war with it

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
We bout to leave it on the flo (leave it)
Then gon' retrieve it when the ho (need it)
Best believe it's finna go when you let us in the door
'Bout to leave it on the flo (leave it)

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne and Landxn Fyre]
Ah, got two kissers on my pisser
Two gifters in my zipper
Two angels bump with the broken wings, mister, mister
Mouth's naughty feeling just about gaudy
One of 'em got up and said
Let's go and hit a Halloween house party
Come on everybody's leaving (leaving)
Made it to the hoppin' ass house party
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is three shit
Rolling and weeded
Where the bathroom bro? It's downstairs
So we did zoom
Me and the bitches but then I accidentally went and walked in some kid's room
Oh no Tecca N9na's at the door
Want me to spit and leave it on the floor
Ripping the flip, anything gotta go
Get it, demolish it, I'ma spit, never quit
I'ma be all in it, bitch I be calling it
Like it's a fantasy, all of you fans of me
I'ma be hauling it like it's [?] I'm the shit
Baby been busy, pop like I'm fizzy
Now you be spinning cause of the rhyme I spit making you dizzy
I won't get all of you but bitch I'm really woah
13 you kidding?
When I'm done only thing I'm committing
Is a homicide, I make your momma cry
She found her kid had died from the beginning
Hold up lil' dude you freaking me out
Tech what the fuck are you talking about?
Oh this, fucking the game the way that I came at 'em
Didn't really wanna do it to 'em
But he could've taken it with us
Hella my achin', I play no games
I ran up on the bitch
And then I did it to 'em anyway
We just trying, can't avoid it but the bathroom is that way
Right on man!

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
We bout to leave it on the flo (leave it)
Then gon' retrieve it when the ho (need it)
Best believe it's finna go when you let us in the door
'Bout to leave it on the flo (leave it)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Thickie black and the Mexi-white
With the gat, bout to sex me right
I already dated the Mexi one
So it ain't a thing for me to get me some
So I started to play with the other first
When we kissed, I looked up and the other's hurt
I thought it was 'bout to be porn shots
But the other one flipped and she stormed out
Damn man
Ah I knew she couldn't handle this
Let me go get her
Stuck in the bathroom
Moping and hoping to smash soon
But I had poon feeling mad gloom and they left me open like a stab wound
I squirted the lotion (hell nah)
We'll get it done, I ain't with it son
When I murdered the ocean
Woulda been serving them both but I heard a commotion
People screaming
Shit bumping and breaking
I'm stuck in this basement in a fucking displacement
For real for real
I don't even got no steel to kill
Call my homie, "Where you at?"

[Outro: Scru Face Jean]
Outside smoking but two cats ran in with some straps
I got your back