up in the ballroom Ballroom dancing made a man of me One, two, three, four I just plain adore your Ballroom dancing, seen it on TV I got what I got, ballroom dancing
On, Come On, Come On mutha What? Muthafucka that's Right, All Day, All Night come On, Get Down, Yes Y'all And to The Right Beat And You Can Even Dance
, roll wit' the rush Untouchable chunk of air, wax and soul Sound waves slay out the back, can't smoke My belly-full prance dance, avalanche quote Down
to getta get-away Five stars where the Willies stay, and Sheek pay for nothing But thats what y'all herbs get for frontin' I spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China
that All the attention in the club is yours Got your hair done up, shades Christian Dior Leave us, trade a little happy on your Vickey draws Gettin' your dance
know for only 13, she got some big tits After that, your dad would try to jump again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin After your mom does
in Hey man What? Yeah man, I just came here to dance No we got a dress code up in here, dog I can?t dance up in here? Man, you ain?t even got a shirt
know for only 13 she got some big tits After that, your dad would try to trip again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin After your mom does
only 13 she got some big tits. After that your dad would try and jump again, But only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin. After your mom does the dishes
the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there The children were all nestled, all snug in their beds while Visions of sugarplums danced
wanna dose of this milla Twenty-four shots from that mommas baby killa Nigga mack hustla, cap busta, infact I'm just a mack ten Bustin' em at your chin
, can't hear the sound Run through the river and into town Pretty little moon with it's head hung down Chin up, cheer up Chin up, cheer up Chin up, cheer
fade a compton banger Nigga, I'm the one that'll make you cancel all your shows Strictly for my niggas, so fuck them hoes No sing no dance, no dance
inside the southern territorial Leavin' a memorial page in editorial When ? watch yo back go front ?? Scarecrow Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China
When you turn pro you know she tells you so Girls grow tops to go topless in While we sit and count the hairs that blossom from our chins Our voices
I'm going to China Yes I'm going to China Well, I'm going to China Yes I'm going to China I'm going to China Yes I'm going to China Alright
no orderly queue With a chin like a tramps juke-box And eyes like a rhino's ash-tray It was always going to be pantomime That made him sing and dance