Verse 1:
Around 9 o'clock, she tucks her kids, into their bed, turns off the lights, then blows them kisses (I love ya)/Heads to her room, picks out her shoes, no time to lose, jumps in the shower, then she shaves her legs (sexy)/'Cause after 1 (ah huh), she turns fun into funds (ah huh)/Her body's a weapon (yeah), concealed fully loaded dressed in Cinderella's heels/You wanna cop a feel (come on), but touching gets you killed (that's right), unless you've paid the bills (ching ching motherf^cker).

Pre Chorus:
You ridicule her, but while she's out collecting overtime, her children are on her mind/She rules the world, with her brand new obsession, can't keep her from dancing.

Chorus:
(GitItOnTheFlo') Look at the upside, everyone's got a right to choose if they could they would do what you do so/
(GitItOnTheFlo') Direct deposit in her waistline, well she could make the boys go broke (GitItOnTheFlo').

Verse 2:
She's dressed in red, fishnet the legs, shoulder length hair, watch them all stare, but not in her eyes (two in the shirt that's right)/Her husband left, ain't sending checks, dancing for stacks, life's Cracker Jacks, don't come with no prize (aw naw)/Now you know why she work it/Your heart-rate get's to jerking/Pitter patter patter pitter now you flirting (uh)/In the back of her mind, is it worth it/Guess so everybody' s got (woo) a purpose/Another bottle of wine hides the hurt and (ah huh)/Too much panache to be shirking (yeah)/When will she stop? It's uncertain, but it's urgent.

Pre Chorus:
She rules the world, can't nobody stop her, 'cause she makes you drop 'em/Clear heels and such...It's her brand new obsession, can't keep her from dancing.

Chorus:
(GitItOnTheFlo') Look at the upside, everyone's got a right to choose if they could they would do what you do so/
(GitItOnTheFlo') Direct deposit in her waistline, well she could make the boys go broke (GitItOnTheFlo')/

(GitItOnTheFlo') Look at the bright side, body banging with a touch of class they all stare when you wiggle that a$$ so/
(GitItOnTheFlo') Direct deposit in her waistline, well she could make the boys go broke (Bridge)

Bridge (MrPerfec):
Whoa whoa whoa, PSA, a public service announcement, to all the lovely ladies that are starting to lose their mind because of what somebody else is trying to say/I say you get your money however you can get your money/It's good money, it's plenty money, and it's legal money/So you get your 1s, and your 5s, and your 10s, and your 20s 'cause your babies need bologna, and Coca Krisp[ies], and Rice Krispy[Krispies] Treats/And you slide, and you ride, and you take us into ecstasy and let us do our thing because it's heaven.

Chorus