Owner of the Floor

Step aside. The boss is in the building. Yo. Step up, step up, step up. Uh, walk in the room, they stop and stare, Yo. I feel the envy and the tension in The air, though. Red carpet lifestyle, VIP on my chest, check. Every single hater tryna step on my neck, Neck. But I own the rhythm and I own The night. See, no one in this club can Even dance like me. Ice on my wrist and the bass in my Soul. Tonight, I'm taking total absolute control. Get out the way. Step to the side. This is my night. And this is my ride. Bow down, look at the boss. Everyone else is a total loss. Move it, work it. Shut up and bow. We run this damn dance floor right now. Oh. Woo. Bitch. Security guards opening up the main gate, Yeah. We don't wait in lines, we are deciding The fate, yeah. Heavy bass slaps hitting right in The face. We are the apex predators of this Place. No competition, nobody stands a Chance. We are the definition of the gangster dance. Get out the way. Step to the side. This is my night. And this is my ride. Bow down, look at the boss. Everyone else is a total loss. Move it, work it. Shut up and bow. We run the damn dance floor right now. Oh. Woo. Bitch. Look at me move, I make the rules. Step back, rookies, you are just fools. Freeze. Bow down. Three, two, one. Get out the way. Step to the side. This is my night. And this is my ride. Bow down, look at the boss. Everyone else is a total loss. Move it. Work it. Shut up and bow. We run the damn dance floor right now. Ooh. Who is the king? Who is the queen? The best that you've ever seen. Everybody up, everybody down, now make it bounce. Oh, oh, Get out the way. Step to the side. This is my night. And this is my ride. Woo. Ooh. Owner of the floor. VIP status. We are done.