Lyrics:
Hip-Hop, was put off by your appearance, silver grillz
Black contacts, face tats n' bod tats, but 'cided to give it a shot
N' was blown away by the way you
to the money trance
What would be worth the price for you
A little money, a car, or how about two
I could make you the shit! All you gotta do is join me over
okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
scream "I wanna be your pleasure toy"
Come and find me, come and turn me, turn me, on
Shawty, it's hard to be subtle when you want what you want
Don't
is gone)
What's your guilty pleasure?
What turns you on?
I will never forget you
Cause you feel like rock 'n' roll
If you ever let me
Get wherever I
C-A-N-N-O-N l-o-o-s-e, c-a-n-n-o-n
L-o-o-s-e, c-a-n-n-o-n trance, style
Versatile and I'm off the rounds
I'm smacking up
I can see your face you're doing
I'm
my ass
My erection is reaffirmed by
Listening to you
I love to hear your voice panting from the
Heat begging me to cross limit's that
We only cross
pain without pleasure
Pain without pleasure
You'n gotta leave your girl for me baby no pressure
Baby no pressure
She doing you dirty
Baby you should know
though, its my pleasure though
Flfy times, fly by, so ima put on while all the time flies
Working for 1st place I never trained for ties
Bringing truth
, pleasure)
Your divinity has turned me into a sinner
God is fair (pleasure, pleasure)
And your beauty can even make hell have a winter
Yeah and a freak
of your perfect soul
That's her goal, she's rock n roll
Nightmares toll, she's on a roll.
You are her test, no self-control.
Neglectaphobia, that's what
****s is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my
And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim
(let me do them)
Spark another match and let it flame
Get your dumb on!
Everybody get ready now
Everytime I do what I do
Bust' ryhmes
Make
to sneaking around
Your body put me in a trance
You said you wanna dance, girl, You know
I know what you wanna do next Now we're holding hands
You said you
A candle light, the demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for the folks on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya thought I was dead, nah, instead I just faked
and go
Listen to what never spoke before
Now I’m speaking languages I didn’t know
Give me all of it
Im transforming
In a trance when I’m terraforming
Got
what I need to survive
You take your pleasure from my pain
Inflict your damage
I expect your delusion is part of you hating yourself
So take your
your soul before you be yourself?
Trance Out Mindstate
Don't know what to do, but I gotta boost the crime rate
Don't ask my fate
Gonna look to you,
Player, player, pop the style
N-Trance is in the house to make the party wild
It's the new dance, another smash so let me set it
See how we rollin' this
Player, player, pop the style
N-Trance is in the house to make the party wild
It's the new dance, another smash so let me set it
See how we rollin' this
by the pierside,
N' here she is folks - the USS Titanic!
She's lined up beside two hundred n' fifty parkin' meters,
N' the Captain's gettin' done
(let me do them)
Spark another match and let it flame
Get your dumb on!
Everybody get ready now
Everytime I do what I do
Bust' ryhmes
Make
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