Search results for 'by last dance for me album dion' Page #16

that I make, a napkin given To me by the woman I dance, her body looks so sexy, something happenin' in my pants, ignoring my intrusive Thoughts, I keep

trying to say baloney to me
But today, I'll bring back the rap albums
So they can play my shit
Like Madras Girls Basketball Team did with my last album
I

the muthafuckin dance floor girl
Aint no time to act pretty
Im getting head in the parking lot, right before the show
By the same hoe bouncin', her ass for

helped me up when I was scared
Now look at us, side by side
My feelings for you, I can no longer hide
I think there’s something we should do
Can I go

Now her face on my face but I need face time
I don't want kids so she ate mine
Here for the night, gone by the daytime
Oh you want to dance again? Yeah

Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah,

always go Platinum
Need a feature and a like words passing by
And you know I wrote this on my very last hike
Inspiration it comes in so many forms
Helping

know
What I did last night
I know you will not believe me
You will tell me I am not right
But I need to share the story
About last night
So
Plastic sun

my past days, never a fast day
I woke up and prayed that it was my last day
But thanks for the hate, it's makin' me great
I can finally say that I'm in

vibes since you last dropped shit
You know I'll be dancing to cop your shit
Sound whack, definitely not your shit (Sound waaa)
She told me drop my shit

The Grand Finale

Dr. Dre

Concrete Roots

1994

to taste me
I make the punk motherfuckers buckle up for safety
And on the dope they caught from the flash
And swing like a bit when he's caught in

The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,

on the vibes in the air (I need to back up off the wall)

Stop to dey dance for koro
Bo si gbangba je a jo jo
Bo si gbangba je a jo jo
Bo si gbangba je a jo jo

are for me now  
I'm glad I see now 
How it has to be now  
The Mike life is perfect 
If you want a last time then I think we better curb it

I get

fuck the fame
I ain't trying to be king
Just write me down as real
Ain't doing this to make you dance
Doing this to make you feel
This for my real fans

Girls

Dizzee Rascal

Showtime

2004

Girls 
by Dizzee Rascal 
Album : Showtime 

Marga Man: Yo, i dunno...marga man here. with the raskit; dizzee rascal. 
Yo, walkin through

raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh

If you never loved me
Then there's nothing
You can do for me, truthfully

I've been gone for a minute
On my way back soon
Imma put another album out

It's Mook?

I'm not droppin' that shit
Niggas gon' niggas gon' have to
Beg me for that shit niggas gotta wake up
I didn't i'm not try'na drop too many

soon I'll be here by myself so

Dance
Hold me tight
This is our last dance
Spin me back to when I thought we had chance
Hold me tight this is our last

This the last song on the album
It's my first blues album
So I'ma dedicate this last song to the name of the album
Boosie Blues Cafe

Take you

together
Your hands just fit 'round me better

I need you (uh), you need me (uh)
We need to do it for the
Do it for the one last time, do it for the one

Got love for everyone in the business
But everyone in my business
Tell me, how should I talk when everyone is a witness?
And every slur out your

know you wanna
I know you wanna move along
And I'll be dancing

Dancing, dancing, dance with me baby

Now is time for us 
Getting hit by the rhythm