Lyrics:
sayin'
Over the sound of slightly innocent feet
So I take her by the hand (Whoa, oh)
Then I lead her to the floor (Whoa, oh)
With the music in my
I keep afloat by holding tide so cautious
Somebody dragged me here, I'm trapped with wild horses
And now I'm losing and my heart is nauseous
and move your knees in a circle
Bigger circles, smaller circles
Everything's a circle, life is a circle
Wave to a stranger
Feet like a trunk and shake
4X]
"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam dance to it
(Verse Three)
I cop this buick with the seats
me
When shit pop don't switch with me
Got the list with me
And I'm picking 3
My stock going up somebody witness it
Crafting my flow my lyrics are
tried to play it along (you know)
And act like I was havin' a ball (ha ha)
But what do I see (yo) a perm with feet (cousin it)
Standin' about three
the girls at? Come and do the dance
Summer 21, it's time to feel alright
It's time to do it right, it's time to live your life
Pull up by the beach side when
dance
I can't dance
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
When I walk into the club I can't feel the beat
Don't ask me to dance I got two left feet
Tryin'
with the summer vibes
Yeah you know the summer's mine
Head bopping in the whip
Let me take you for a ride
Moving on the dance floor
Shift your feet up
are as close as three part harmony, wouldn't you agree?
And in the chance our romance ended it would surely be the end of me.
Some people might say
tonight
Oooh right now now now
Oooh right now now now
Dance with me please oooh
Make the choice
One two three four
Don't you wanna
Don't you wanna
Don't
dance
I say excuse can I have this dance
She said scramble before I count to three
I said look there's no one else to treat
She said look down tell me
my last name
Matt came, hit a couple rappers with a backhand
Three on one couldn't beat him with a tag team
Tap-in, walking on needles when I tap dance
batty bat batty bat batty bat batty bat
One two three count
Batty batty bat batty bat batty bat batty bat
won't you dance with me doing the batty bat
for your dreams
Don't stoppin' this
Many niggas, wo mu watching over me
They wishing me i was in the fuckin' grave
By mighty nti, chal3 i'm standing
to look around
The world is smaller with your eyes down
Six feet above the ground
Twelve feet from where I wish I was
Empty tins of paint
The void I filled
’francis!
Francis! be careful!’
Trying so hard to keep up with the joneses
Running a rat racing won by our noses
Always put one foot in front
Let's burn this bitch down, I said to me, me, and me
And I filled the whole living room with gasoline
Soaking everything with this can of gas
About
Friends, will you bear with me today
For I have awakened
From a dream in which a robin
Made with its shabby wings a kind of veil
Behind which it
bring the noise
When we hit the dance floor.
My team hardcore, all the girls do adore
Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz-ore
Sizzz-ore
yo
Booty clap
Make yo make yo make yo
Booty clap
Come
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance
Dance
With me
Dance with me
To the beat
Move your feet
Come
Dance with me
Dance Dance Dance off
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance Dance Dance off
Dance with me
Pull up I got 5 wishes on a Friday
I know
through so much money that I need three hands to count it
I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari
Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it
I'll show you a good time
Just come with me and dance
Follow the beat
Dance to the rhythm of the night
Let's loose ourselves and just
Dance
Dance all
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