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need someone to dance with me baby, dance!

The music's on, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
My favorite song, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
need someone to dance with me baby, dance!

The music's on, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
My favorite song, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
so it's going to be  louder now I figure
So uh, so everyone must know this shit by now, and uh,
What we done is took all our favorite parts,
Put it
on the road
Having Christmas dinner in a diner alone
When he saw a young waitress with a gleam in her eye
Her favorite day of the year she showed her spirits
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought they
all the rockin? tunes
What ever happened to those rock ?n? roll days 
Today go away too soon

Oh yes sir

Well I used to live in the country
Right by
(My pants are tight)
There's a price on their hearts you can't fail to afford.

Drink to the bitch and we'll dance for a while
If you can't do
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah 
Whoa, whoa

Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove 
We step
To when
The whole night
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah 
Whoa, whoa

Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove 
We step
To when
The whole night
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa

Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night through
as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never prosper
Prognosis of a problem child
I'm proud
Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip
you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n in pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
When I was a girl l I had a favorite story 
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind 
Her voice could match the angels' in its glory 
But
Let a young nigga get by!
I kill 'em all when they try to kill my vibe!
I am the bad, the good God, the last the hood got
The last that would try
and the night is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
D.j.'s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
B-boys,
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
set forth 
By devotion to the sport that I'm coaching 
When the whistle blows initial flows stun you 
Really just a young crew havin' fun too, we're
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah 
Whoa, whoa

Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove 
We step
To when
The whole night
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started