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so loud and needy but we're here again
We swing from high to low
They'll never let us know
That we are dancing soft through the crowd

Walking slow,

My love, she's a candle in an alien dark
The kind of girl to build you up and tear you apart
In the club she started dancing 'fore the music starts

House quietly sighs
cnd cries in the night
Floor gently cracks
c draught slams the door

cs soon as I'm awake
The wind is blowing
Pushing all

a new lesson
Slam dunk, I'm no punk
Talking to the walls quickly leads to disaster
In my head I'll be screaming you're my master
Get off you knees, don't

blank, gin and juice I drink
And then invent as I puff on dank
Rock the mic, uh oh, I crave skin
Rip shit, find a honey dip to dip it in
Slam dunk it,

(Slam dunk, ready or not, yeah, show me what you got)
(I'm under the spotlight)
(I dare you, come on and follow)
(You dance to your own beat)
(I'll

little League
Don't slam the door that's a flag
Penalty

Whip on cruise like I said before
We dropping the tops and we moving slow
Watching for the haters

He thinks I can't drive because of one shoddy left turn
Couple cars slam on the breaks, these barrels stay getting burned
Pulls up beside me

we had a lawn anyway

Grand slam
Tell me what's the plan
Coin the contents of this empty vault
How can an artist breathe
With all this corporate greed

Play my song, she know' what she' doing, I know what she' on
Oh my, god
I know she' dancing with fire
Outta' bounds, I can't get them bands out' my mind

even talk to you?)
But I try to talk it out

Then you started laughing
And I thought that we were fine
But with scorn on every breath
You slam the door

you hatin'
You despise, cause I'm super fly
I look down on you, and I fly
Gettin' dollars by the Brady Bunch, break the bank, slam dunk
A malice

let it in, cooler than I ever been/
Messaging my girl, we can bury things. Keep my/
Promise, take her dancing, she can step with me/
Took her for

your garden path 

You know your oldest faithful friend 
He been treading down your garden path 

He been calling in when you ain't home 
Dancing on your

FUBAR
Dancing with the Devil in the pale moonlight like Fuqua
I need the strength of a thousand souls to push my train of thought
The heat of 7 suns

a nigga like
xae done been the man since he was playing in the sand
Feel like Shaq up in the paint
I'm in Miami bitch I'm Bam
Keep you covered like I'm Slam

sing and by dancing boot-scooting style
Betty has a contagious smile that you just can't ignore
Her songs will fill your heart with joy and leave you

fair 
Yea 
Yea 
Nigga I double dare 
Yea 
Yea 
Nigga I double dare
Yea 
Yea 
Nigga I double dare 
I just got her to bedroom 
Slam her like Ric flair 
Yea

dashing
Malibu inside mansion
Couple bitches on me dancing
Young nigga and I'm handsome
Fantasize and romance em
Do what I want you just do what you can

a drug
Call them back & fuck them up
Slam the door to shut them up
I gun a mac and stuck them up
Bring a blade and cut them up
Call them back to the home

diamonds dancing, moving like a jet ski
JC in my squad, man we run this shit up to SC
Fuck the rap game, man I do this shit for slam dunk
Nigga call my phone

Come back can't catch you you're Facedown
I'm not gonna leave this town

Like a roller coaster in this town
I gonna pick you up and then what Slam me

screams
Our family is a bunch of no good punks
Slam on the door if you’re looking for fun
Fester won’t you go and sharpen that axe
Don’t forget to burn

the cash out, baby start to geek out
Dancing with the devil, uh
Slam the fucking pedal to the metal, detrimental
Murder any instrumental, thats a homicide