Lyrics:
this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in
this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in
on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
Cause the DJ grab
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
armed greasy guy
I know I may not seem appealing
But the feeling is right
You know I'm down with the
Sound your sexy disco style
You put a dart in my
already forgot it long ago
No fugazi, chocolate baby we can make it hope and praying I was feeling oh so hopeless , overdosing, comatose
Heavy hearted ,
Two weeks ago, I was out at the disco
Two brothers stepped up to me
And said
"Hey yo, Ice We don't think you're down
What set ya claiming?"
E
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close to me
so won't you dance with me, dance
to us
Bitch, we can't talk about nothin' when I'm in your city, I'll fuck you or somethin' (uh)
I'm with my bro and we thuggin', don't even pull up if
Quarter after 12
On a Saturday Saturday night
Blowing up my phone all up underneath the disco lights
We both know there's only one reason (Sex)
world
Love at the silent disco
The music plays
And the alcohol flows
Lets dance
Lets sing and talk tonight
And never stop 'til we see the sunrise
Feeling
I wanna get it off my chest
Since it's my last chance right?
We're jumping jumping through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no
ending
Feeling like I'm rolling my emotions up like a blunt
So I smoke it so I don't feel no pain in my bones
So no one can come up and step in my zones
something that I can not do on my own but I keep on forgetting my needs they get blown
Off by the feelings I feel in my soul as I'm getting older I realize I
We can get rid of your feeling,
I should give it up or spit it out.
Confide my own join your crowd,
I'm not insecure so make my tracks.
Flourescent
strong
You can tell the people what
The fuck you want
But you ain't on the type of shit that we on
Ha, and that's word to that seventh letter
Gang shit,
Though we never really met, just know I'll get you girl
I know you getting at my friends, I left a good referral
I was really tryin' to show you, baby this
feelings will come through
Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked away
Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times and make her wanna
By the kilo watt
We get charged with death penalties for our innocent existence
So we protest to legalize Blackness
Hair is kinky but it's not
By the kilo watt
We get charged with death penalties for our innocent existence
So we protest to legalize Blackness
Hair is kinky but it's not
on
That bitch and make it a DISCO
When we're gone
I don't really know
All that's left
An empty globe
When we're dead
Natures overgrown
put some mirrors
All aboard the disco train
Alright now, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
1 2 1 2 3 come on
Hi I'm feeling happy
Tell me how you're feeling happy
We about to do this
Cause we happy happy happy happy
Hey
It might seem crazy
(Mmmm)
She got moves like a disco (Mmmm)
Go low like a limbo (Mmm)
Tell me your stories (Tell me your stories)
And tell me your feeling I tell you my
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