Lyrics:
on the dancefloor
Its blood on the dancefloor
Its blood on the dancefloor
Its blood on the dancefloor
Stop, oughta be the kids splitting all they arteries again
right?
Y'all want this party started quickly
I see you looking at me, baby don't be shy
Won't you come holler at me
We can take this party over
y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'
Now don't be shocked 'cause if you're down I want your hands up high
Say O.P.P. (OPP) I
y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'
Now don't be shocked 'cause if you're down I want your hands up high
Say O.P.P. (OPP) I
y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'
Now don't be shocked 'cause if you're down I want your hands up high
Say O.P.P. (OPP) I
my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you want to go
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
can't do it like that with a dick, can you?
B****!
I still f*** 'em like I used too
I need to put that s*** on Youtube
Cause you know we got that
Y'all know the legendary Roots crew, it's like
You don't see us, but we see you
You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's
'Cause you will get
Like pow, pow! Leave you on the ground now
Survived by his little brother, wife & stepchild
That's you eulogy boy, so don't fuck with B
I keep the kind
Like pow, pow! Leave you on the ground now
Survived by his little brother, wife & stepchild
That's you eulogy boy, so don't fuck with B
I keep the kind
Cuz lately I been missing you, and girl I want more
Kisses on your neck, careful not to show more
But its too late, spilling blood on the dancefloor
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin'
Let's get P.O.D.'ded
I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord
But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul
Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff
better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN: Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against
regulations.
DEAD PERSON:
your doubt
I'm freaking you in your clout
Don't lash out
There is... about
Keep him under your scout
Fore he be cleaning you out
Don't look back,
can't be defeat
One blood family, we came here to eat
Murder! When I roll, you know I roll deep
My hand stay strong and you
Know we don't cheat
Trap for
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin'
, 'cause you know you a cutie, baby
You got a bounce for the 504
Can you get with P. Miller, baby? I don't know
Rock the boat, do it for the the P Time
Rain on the dancefloor
Rain on the dancefloor
Standing under starry skies
With you here by my side
I feel my heart beating slowly
It's like
to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him
R.I.P., R.I.P
drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping this cell gon' open
You can dance next to me
But don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave
Blood on your
to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him
R.I.P., R.I.P
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
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