Lyrics:
on you when they see you hit dat dougie right?
cin't nobody fuckin' with my bro from Morningside
He go by Bubba and he hit dat dance like thunder
I ain't
calls, you Matrix sleep
(Verse 3)
The Crazies on the scene, its cat and mouse
Spewing words of gasoline, burn down the house
You can get it by the boat,
and get it on
Trick or treat, you, super freak
Come by the Halloween party
Spooky moves and eerie grooves
Let's make a hell of a party
The walking
Won't find you down in a ditch quick
So you better get go and get get
I'm Raiden on em
Raiden on em
Raiden on all the fakers faders the copy cat beat
you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can happen
What do we own? Not
South side vibe, telling pokies pied
You man (humans) lie, not by my side
Super ears can fly, don't even try
Fuck you, bad by
South side vibe,
South side vibe, telling pokies pied
You man (humans) lie, not by my side
Super ears can fly, don’t even try
Fuck you, bad by
South side vibe,
Yes you're really gorgeous,
Very nearly flawless,
But why didn't your ma' teach you to dance.
Yes you're really gorgeous,
Your arse should win
jesteś bez szans.
Pełny gaz, oczopląs i trans
Break-dance.
Stawiam zakład, jesteś zwinny jak wąż,
Kręć się, turlaj i wyginaj się wciąż
Super nowy taniec,
during the day bare Googla
Ke di cats they copy and paste my style style
They wanna know how I move
They wanna know how I dance
They be looking at the God
up in corners
Everybody in they commas
They don't know they in hypnosis
Super-cali-fragil-istic-expialidotious
When they say they in your corner
Then
the heart of Texas
And 'round Frisco Bay
Down in New Orleans
The cats they wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen
Little sixteen
Well, she's gotta have
ball, kay, broad, g'day!,
Now G'd afternoon, subhuman self, caught a splash of moon, got stupid felt
By the moon light, oh my passive wounds
They thrash
like
She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handle bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Yup
Put that thang down
Do it
Put
the top
(Guitar Interlude)
Chorus
Dance floor’s on fire
VIVA
Viva Santana
VI IVA
Viva Santana
SUPER
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the heart of Texas
And 'round Frisco Bay
Down in New Orleans
The cats they wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen
Little sixteen
Well, she's gotta have
Uh, just dance, just dance
Uh, just dance, just dance
(Checka checka, one, two, one, two, checka, checka one, two, one, two)
Just dance, just
record I ever cut was, um, "Get Up and Dance" by Freedom, nah I mean?
And then, you know I just basically learned from watching everybody
Doing they
Dance like a summer night
Chill like the winter time
About to have some fun because I been working overtime
Did I mention that you are looking super
gonna be on you when they see you hit dat dougie right?
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my bro from Morningside
He go by Bubba and he hit dat dance like
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