Lyrics:
somethin', kick back
Have fun right now
Everybody gotta let go sometimes
Gotta let go
Everybody gotta let go sometimes (woo)
Gotta let go (woo)
Everybody
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bodily harm
Now grab your girl and run along
'Cause she'll be with me by the end of the song
Ayo
everybody cry out
Raise your voice, shout out a noise
And dance a dance of joy
We are the redeemed
We are the ones who are free
And we belong to Jesus we are
everybody else would shake it, I was kind of shy.
I sat alone all by myself and watched the fun go by.
I got tired of waiting for my turn.
I got up to dance
remember all the times you ain't call me back
So don't you forget all of the things that I did for you but you took me for granted
Now that I'm up you see
behind
But I don’t mind
Come inside, let’s join the dance
Earn your daily bread by walking on your hands
And when you get your flowers from
This is my life
When I hop on stage they all wanna talk
One by one, they all on my jock
Stop! Don't be mad
Which one of you is coming to my pad?
friends
Geronimo not the animal I dance canibal
on the dance floor I willing and able to freak
any zeek and I'm out
Verse 5: Kallie Weed
now this is Kallie
excuse me miss
I saved the last dance for you
How I love to keep you here with me oh baby
Now shorty grab hold of my hand
And let's pretend the floor
the Crooked
"King of Da Ghetto" all about my change
I remember when Joseph wasn't
Able to have thangs
Now I'm able to flip a 300-M and grab grain
There's some
Yankee Doodle
Written By: Joseph L. Stone Boogiedown Music BMI
like a record now
I got to thinking that were gonna go and burn burn burn burn burn this dance floor down
Play it play it louder
Make us feel the sound
the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight
Sippin Alize at the bar by the liters
Feeling like a superstar I see her so I meet her
I grab her by the hand to the dance floor as we go
She responses
(You are now listening to Arabmuzik)
(Slaughterhouse) My real name, my rap shit
No made up nigga, I'm straight up, nigga
Still in the projects
Now drop it down low, low
Let me see you take it to the dance-floor, yo
Everybody in the club
Evacuate the dance-floor
Everybody in the club
I'm
gon fail
Look at me now, and all the shit that I sell
I'ma beat a nigga trunk off, coast to coast
And everybody who doubt that, can go to hell
horn (I need that funky horn)
Play that funky horn now (gimme that funky horn)
A break down, a break down, a break, get down
Dance everybody move
around and do that dance for me
Lie to the judge on the stand for me
If you don't know by now I need you (Girl I need you)
If you don't know by now I need
way
If you into that...
Dance circle: I'm about to get up into that
They ask first, "Are you still worried about the end of rap?"
But for now, bro, I'm
on everybody, dance now
Hey now, come on everybody, dance now
Hey now, come on everybody, dance now
One, two, three, four, ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
One, two, three,
Everybody knows you came with him but another girl caught his eye-ee-eye (I'll
take you home)
Now you're sitting there all alone watching them
and see how good God is
Could now dance in the streets together, hold hands
And it, it wasn't complete freedom
It, It obviously takes a minute
But we're
room spin, spin, spin
Turn the bass up loud, loud, loud
We about to go in, in, in
And we can't stop now, now, now (Fuck it up)
Dance (don't stop, don't
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