Lyrics:
We got the metal madness
When our fans start screaming it's right
Well alright, yeah
When we start to rock
We never wanna stop again
Hit
to left
We in the crib like we on house arrest - let's get it
Oooh yeah you never heard a beat like this before
And when the TR drop y'all hit the floor
I
feet and show me your moves
Dance like you never have with something to prove
I'm wanting to hear you scream and shout
Enthralled by the music with No
to take her by me
Get on the floor, make it bump more, shake it mami
Let's ride, I'm your Clyde, you can be my Bonnie
See you the type for me, mami so
to take her by me
Get on the floor, make it bump more, shake it mami
Let's ride, I'm your Clyde, you can be my Bonnie
See you the type for me, mami so
wey me enter
As soon as we enter
We dey light up the place like Nepa o
The sound dey make the dance floor
Baba God remains my defender
No matter
bar I'm a ten
Getting hit on by old men
I might even dance with them
Get my ego stroked and dip
Cigarettes and sticky floors
I could never ask for more
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hit me up
Hit me up
Aye, hit me up
Aye, hit me up
Aye, aye
Hit me up
Notice how often people stimulate their serotonin
By
and we'll
Say Yes
Setting you on fire
Hands up
I will take you higher
Hold me
Jumping on the dance floor
Baby it's right now
Baby it's right now
Say yes
were my baby
As I looked in your eyes
Love came and hit me
Right out of the blue
I can't forget that one dance with you
Time has passed by
Things
it up! B-Boys on the dance floor burn it up!
Everybody 'round the whole world heard of us
And we kill of the track cuz we so murderous
Let’s go!
they wanna do is get up on the floor
But the really cool people
Don't dance anymore
They just glidin', we glidin' (Glide)
They glidin', they glidin'
I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man
The pole man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger man, watch me dance
I put the lyrics on the paper with
on
Cause I been staring at you from across the room
Let's hit the dance floor and I can show you how I groove
That's when we hit the dance floor just to make
shit wit' Swizz before
I was the shit before Daylyt
Tried to shit the floor
Ya name Hitman but man you
Never wrote a hit before
Listen boy you never did
a stripper
Do it like a stripper
Do it like a stripper
Put it on my zipper
Screw it up
Screw it up like philip
Shawty right there got back
Drop it to the floor
on the dance floor
I just wanna see that ass clapping
As you dance slow
I'll dap you up but I'm really trying to POUND
Trying to feature on that
CAKE CAKE CAKE
comin' strong, hard like a matador
I saw my style, my soul up on the dance floor
Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Do it! Funk it up!
Dancin', Dancin',
have a brother coming out the pelly pants
If I gotta keep em looking at the way you belly dance
She got a cute portfolio, fast like a Nascar that she
It just hits you by surprise
It's that cold place in your soul
And the fire in her eyes
Makes you come together
Like wild horses when they run
Now
as the spotlights on Imma hit the Dance Floor on get my mic on shorty asking me do I look nice huh
If you talkin' bout the pointer yeah you right on ladies love me
for the dance floor
I know you adore 'cause that's what you came for
The ice rhymer is back and livin' large
And when I'm at a show you better wear
Fuck around and go melvin on em
Fuck around and go melvin on em
It go hold my drank while i hit the dance floor
I got a real pretty thang bout to drop it
(ohh can't no more)
After we hit the disco dance floor (ohh dance floor)
Can't get enough girl I need more (ohh I need more)
I wish summer could go
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