Floor Seats - A$AP Ferg & MadeinTYO

She be on it (yo know what this shit is) She be on it She be on it She be on it She know that paper good, know that paper good Might blow a few dollars, boy, that's on the hood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood They know that paper good, know that paper good Pull up in that Wraith, them bitches on the wood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood Real bitch, all she fuck is real nigga Rich bitch, all she want is real figures Bitch, hustle all day, she got a good job But I don't trust her late, brother he a straight rob Type of young nigga, kick a nigga jaw You know I hop about that Wraith, take a nigga hoe Yea, shit I'm ridin' in, got stars in it All black Louis bag, Audemars in it Fiji Water, yea we call it slip a slide Six Flags, babe, I'm tryna ride the ride Boss bitch, baby daddy in the feds Say these niggas 'bout they feeling but she 'bout her bread She know that paper good, know that paper good Might blow a few dollars, boy, that's on the hood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood They know that paper good, know that paper good Pull up in that Wraith, them bitches on the wood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood You ain't gettin' money? Sorry for your mishaps WNBA, you 'bout to get bitch slapped Fuck the "Kissing Cam", they need to have "Shoe Cam" Last game, the shoes I had on cost 2 grand Ya know who winnin', yea, you can check the scoreboard Fly like a Concorde, shades are the Tom Ford Ass shakin' on court, diamonds sayin' "Bonjour" You don't really want war, end up at ya front door! Boy! Ya last if you ain't in first place I think you in my parking spot, that's the first place Worse case scenario, I want some camel toe And in a fruit fight, I'll bust ya cantaloupe She know that paper good, know that paper good Might blow a few dollars, boy, that's on the hood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood They know that paper good, know that paper good Pull up in that Wraith, them bitches on the wood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood Got her courtside on the big screen And I ain't in the coupe, I'm in the big thing Ain't nothing like your hoe, she a fuckin' star Ain't never been shy, she suck it in the car She know I stayed down 'til I was papered up Send them units outta town, I had to tape 'em up And when we pulled up, that's when it popped off Keep talkin' like that, I'll get you knocked off Twenty-six-fives, what the ducks cost? Got a condo in the city, that's a duck-off See my partna ridin' with me, he the trigger man Say your name, yo nigga like I'm Jigga man She know that paper good, know that paper good Might blow a few dollars, boy, that's on the hood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood They know that paper good, know that paper good Pull up in that Wraith, them bitches on the wood Let's get it understood Hawk game, floor seats, yeah she on the wood She be on it She be on it Woah, She be on it

This town ain't big, this town ain't small It's a little of both they say Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall We do the wave all by ourself Hey ump, a blind man could've made that call We like our beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the pennant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats The game was close, we'll call it a win Go off to toast the boys again That local band is back in town They got a kinda minor league sound They're not that bad, they're not that good But all in all it's understood We wanna dance, they wanna play We wouldn't have it any other way We like our beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the pennant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats Cheap seats Now the majors called up ol' what's his name And one more buildin' rises tall And suddenly we're all grown up And this old town not quite so small But I'll always miss the middle size town In the middle of the middle-west With no name pitchers and local bands And mustard and relish and all the rest We like our beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the pennant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats Cheap seats

I came across that ticket stub Summertime wasn't long enough Living slow and loving fast We made magic in that grass Dry end to another beers So we sipped them slow Pulling out the flask When our cups got low We were living it up in the cheap seats On the bank, yeah, you and me You were my VIP underneath those stars With the kick drum banging a beat in our hearts Way up high, top of the world that night Hell bent on stealing a kiss between every sip It was more than enough We were living it up in the cheap seats Oh, we were living it up This concert... like a time machine There you are in those ripped blue jeans Couldn't see the band but we didn't care You... with your hands in the air Oh, the lights went out The crowd screamed some more We were making out Right through the whole encore We were living it up in the cheap seats On the bank, yeah, you and me You were my VIP underneath those stars With the kick drum banging a beat in our hearts Way up high, top of the world that night Hell bent on stealing a kiss between every sip It was more than enough We were living it up in the cheap seats Yeah, we were catching a buzz in the cheap seats Falling in love We held our lighters in the sky And slowly never said goodbye We were living it up in the cheap seats On the bank, yeah, you and me You were my VIP underneath those stars With the kick drum banging a beat in our hearts Way up high, top of the world that night Hell bent on stealing a kiss between every sip It was more than enough We were living it up in the cheap seats Yeah, we were catching a buzz in the cheap seats Oh, we were living it up Yeah we were falling in love in the cheap seats

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