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Yo, we came to party, ladies move you bodies
Out on the dance floor, drunk off Bacardi
Filling our cups, and we be puffing it up
Taking shot after

chest, yo
I been carrying weight like a gym rack
And I don't mean shit you get rid of
By picking up bottles or packets of SlimFast
Like a Jackson classic,

Presents for you from an ogre boy
Who's hoping for a 1 on 1 sleep over
Oh oh oh Cinderella
Oh oh oh now or never
Oh oh oh do whatever you like
Everybody

Twilight
I feel like i'm losing you by the day
I feel less love in the words you say
I won't delay this essay that conveys my feelings
You're

place
Now what you believe is it your heart is it me waving me out like the seas
I open my arms maybe we get through this storm or maybe go out like

champegne, all can dance
Wanna play some trick when things gets intense
I know your gameplay,
Is it enough?
Is it too much?
Dont play your innocence now
Dont

Seems like everybody is a rapper now
I was born a rager, rapping just for fun
Now it's therapeutic, rapping outta love
All 'em niggas doubting never

use their eye sight you
And everybody wey go raise a glass by you
Go say na what a say na what a jam
Wishing Happy Birthday to you
Mmmh mmh
Hope you

was made of gold
But without her, now it's painted black
I'm prayin' for a chance
Please girl I just want one more dance
If you don't come back to me

dollar dollar bill and she swallow lot of pills you all
Bands will make her dance with the King I bet she peel off
Call a ambulance cuz that pussy getting

life, there’s no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle little star

Now everybody let me hear you say ray ray ray
Now spend all your money cause today's pay day

to say
Then speak up
Tranna take care of everybody
Now I feel like the man of steel 
I could run up in a bank
And pull put my gun
Like nikkas what's

tripping up on the weed
Hennessy up in my system But for now I'm gonna let em hit it
Smoking loud and blowing clouds
See everybody notice how we throwing

I done
Came to far to turn back now
Its the kid wit the fire bars
And original sound
I kept it classical
Stayed true is what I had to do
It's D. Hall

everybody call it Christmas
Its not a business making it my business
Take away your mic like I'm busy eating fish sticks
I take the hip shit, chop it up

make it obvious you ain't got nothing to say
And by the way
Another cLip finna make you a cLosed case
I got definitive lyrical fictional spirit and you

Throw that ass just for me
She a bad bitch but she dance good 
Jenny True religion jeans
Posted in the club with a bad one

Empty out ya pockets 
She

and longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight to do that conga heat
Everybody gather round now
Let your body feel the heat
Don't you

gangsta not partially 
Everybody wanna talk and talk is cheap
So go ahead and return your two cents to the dollar tree
Obviously we are not on the same

freely the fair
lady can change,
playin' this game now
as her chance to show 'em yeah,
She was dumped by 'em
but what was their name,
She can't even

niggas talking out of
Never took that shit
And I ain't starting now
These bitches are for everybody
Each and every day they get lost and found
I 'ont even

by time
While the memories dye the walls
Let's dance with arms up to the sky
So we can live now as in paradise
Tell me what you're thinking
And that

Yeah I feel like I'm trapped by the devil[00:25.27]I'm running out of options[00:28.17]Baby you know I can move with caution[00:30.85]Every time I

to the chapel it's Sistine when I barge in 

I've always liked to dance over the bar line 
I guess that's why it rhymes with my name 
It's blood red -