Lyrics:
Leave your tractor in the field for now
That hay can wait a day, boy, what's the rush
Come and dance me all around this house
Don't spin your wheels
dance when you dancin'
I just sent the gunners out to dance with
Fuck you boys, I did this by my damn self
I just fell in love with my bando
I just
say
Walk like an Egyptian
The blond waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They got the moves
You drop your drink
they air Cass'
My passion grows
Sorry I gotta crash your goals
You a movie star? Well when they see the way
I cook him tonight
It'll be the last time
at minimum
I bring hot rhymes when I arrive, like vegetables I'm steamin' 'em
When Neem is on the scene the opposition say they fearin' him
I'm in attack
One voice singing in the darkness
All it takes is one voice
Singing so they hear what's on your mind
And when you look around you'll find
There's
the hookah pipes say
(Whey oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian
The blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross
my world spins around
What my world spins around
Oh, yeah
The way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you
round and she want to spin got me thinking about back when
Due to my dark skin, they ask me, when they pass me, they use to diss me, harass me
Now they
with me, baby
Dance with me, come on, dance with me, baby
How you gon' tell me to mind my own biz
When you lookin' like somethin' I need to know
drop, then we'll spin again
We aiming for the top, don't be shocked when it's a hit again
If you wanna play, we can play, meet my little friend
My blicky
Aye
Huh
Chapo
Aye
When I spin through blocks
I'ma send through shots
Man its big Slimmchap and its fuck the ops
Free bro cash
Man its fuck the cops
Girl
You're just my type
They way you spin around…
No one looks so devine
Girl
You make me blind
No matter where you go
I'm always by your side
And i
around tryna put him in a fat spliff
O way or no way, it's all tactics
Internet youtes all hype, but they catfish (gang, gang)
Bro spin that coupe,
guts, oh shit handle off
Next state they hear us, When we get it on
Pow wow dance with cowboy hats
No matter where we run is where the fun is at
Cowboy's
it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya
Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm
See the police gon jail ya
For walking around wit the kind
it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya
Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm
See the police gon jail ya
For walking around wit the kind
for the Benjamin, fuck around, spin again (spin again)
My hands really work I'll fight a man (I'll fight a man)
Climb to the top like I'm Spider-Man
the Lord of the Dance came in my head
When I thought my life was good as dead
Then it shared with me a special song
I can feel the rhythm in my bones
Such
With I love ginny painted in bright green
Hey that's my uncle bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
And this
murder dance, this that murder dance
Put a lil watch on his head to get him gone cause it's his time
Niggas get that treatment when they step foot out
get you in vogue
The way you dance for me I wonder how you'd be at home
You hypnotize my mind when your hands around that chrome
She whispered in my ear
With I love ginny painted in bright green
Hey that's my uncle bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
And this
choosing visions first
I stretch 'em out until they snap to prove that long division works
A strong incision bursts your bladder
Filthy rhyming prosecutor
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