slip Do you like my sexy hair?! I'm not wearing any underwear! S my D Pop it out like lipstick Razor sharp eyelashes Now my fashion just thrashes In death star black! S my D
one: DO YOU LIKE MY SECKSY HAIR!? I'm NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR! Chorus: S MY D POP IT OUT LIKE LIPSTICK RAZOR SHARP EYELASHES NOW MY FASHION JUST THRASHES IN DEATH STAR BLACK! SUCK MY
do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round [2nd verse] She
I'm sayin'? Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Evil E's in the place Evil E's in the
lately, Layzie actin' shady. Hey, it's the #1 Assassin [that's me], they just can't understand. I fear no man, put it on my #1 grave, 'cause I'm a stand
Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push Felon's, crooks, going door to door like he's selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush Now my bitch dancer
My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 Ever
the right war Cats who spill blood for a cause, not just because Defy the authority and follow God's law Revolutionary entrepeneurswho make the fans Clap they hands and stompin the floor
make me feel hip? I'd rather wear gabberdine's My quarter fill will be my thrill My Clyde's will collide with my grill, as for drugs that's nil Not
mad man seen through the windows of my eyes Dance or die (you are) (dead) (hit man) You don't wanna dance you just wanna cool out cat Well come into the club and it's
, "It's the cursed cold, it's got right hold 'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread of an icy grave that
I make 'em sweat 'cause I'm best with the flow Whenever you wanna flex, we can go, keep stressin' your code And I'd rather make you dance on the floor Midwest's
I'd like to have her right down there on the floor with the old in-out - real savage." I feel the wetness of her tongue that slides across my skin
about now, I go by the name of big daddy kane. i got my Man scoob lover on the side of me, dj mister cee on the wheels of steel, dre on The film and marley on
are back in town The boys are back in You know that chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shakin' what she'd got Man, when
my autograph I write nobody and then I wrap myself up in my woolly coat And I blind him with my pen 'Cause someone must have stuck something in my drink Every thing's
