Lyrics:
Uh
Just dance, just dance
Uh, just dance, just dance
Just dance, just dance (checka, checka one, two, one, two)
(Checka, checka one, two, one,
two, pop three, it goes straight to the pain
White, blue, yellow, pink pill, Crayola gang
She takin' my charge, she takin' your chain
You fake as your
forty on my hip and
Get one up in the head
Let a nigga run up and he dead I promise that
Live by that G cod and
I'mma always honor that
Where the fuck did
(Hey)
Had one of them days
Need one of them nights
Want one of them dranks
Make it two on ice
'Cause there's a million different reasons we
tonight
It's in neon lights an' global rights
Frank? He's on the phone
There ain't no German girl outside
But who cares when its warm inside?
With
There's a Tennessee two lane sky
Shakes the Broadway bars at night
Makes you wanna get a little too close
To her Cali girl watchin' windshield
candy paint, sprayed by that Eddie
12 coats of that clear lookin' like some grape jelly
My paint's drippin' wet, my slab is superb
Park the truck
as you go
You kind of count up by twos and then add a zero!
20, 40, 60, 80, 100
Counting by 20s
Counting by 20s
Let's do it again but let's go higher
to celebrate
I'll tell you what I like on any given night
Dancin' with a cute guy, flashing neon lights
Whiskey in my hand, buzzin' to a band
Two steppin' my
Bitch I been waiting for eons
Fuck that bitch and I swear she was European
All my diamonds light up like it's neon
2 AM is where I get my ideas
Take
2.Party Joint (prod by BALLHEAD)
Yeah I’m a BIG FAF
Weird the A
BALLHEAD
Party Joint yeah yeah
[BIG FAF]
その目線の先には何が見える
踊るDrunker soundは縦揺れ
残すドラマ
pussy was comin' around the corner on these shoes
I mean wheels, yeah in this 76 Cutlass Oldsmobile
Turnin' 360's like he was an Alaskan mobile
Sittin'
my bag
I had been riding round for 2 years
I ain't change my tag
Every nigga in my state I betchu ride like this
Prolly had more cash than me nigga I
the desi spray
Big shit, poppers, small resumes
Ya'll the reason they made the 360's
They can't make their money back off you
Too risky
I know I've been gone
MOTORCITY B Da Muzik
I just want you 2 wrap your arm
I mean your wings around me
And just help me fly GRANNY
On the phone with show-up Gotti, He say
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three
Come on, come on
Come on take a spin with me
Wherever we go, we'll go free
Take a seat by
360 waves
Lil bad ass always misbehaved
Double threat young B Boy and DJ
Learned how to aim, they said wipe off your prints
radio playing P Funk,
it by myself I don't need nobody help Work (x2)
All these bad bitches wanna hang with a star Told her give me brain First whatchu call a head start
bankroll (Swag)
Ayy, nejsi 2L, opusť sektor (Swagger)
Zmrdi nikdy nemaj day off (Wow), každej den je play off (Wow)
Huh, celej můj gang svítí neon (Woo)
Well the street lights shine
Down on Blessing Avenue
Lovers they walk by
Holdin' hands two by two
A breeze crosses the porch
Bicycle spokes
my drink shakin' in my boots
And girl it's been a while since this devil's seen a dime like you
You're a work of art
Standing in the dark
By the neon
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
smashing, make it jump like everlasting
God body Ramadan, thirty day fasting
Six two brown skin fellow with the Caesar fade
360 waves, side burns with
play, yeah, yeah
All that time on your own with me
We had fun on the 360
I helped you get a UAV
Still couldn't never get you that A.C
Sneakin' in
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