Lyrics:
alright
Let this groove set in your shoes
So stand up (stand up, alright), alright
Let this groove get you to move
It's alright (alright), alright
turning the other eye
Mask my pain, no cameras
Been dodging fame since 97
The bridge you burned cost me a lot
I cancelled you no 7th heaven
They twitter
a week, wait for heaven to speak
7th day is heavens day, I let the Lord be
7 ways to make the day, I write I don't think
3 like God, and when I was 21 I
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
a thousand times before
And I get transfixed
That fixed
And I'm just looking at the floor
Just looking at the floor
Yeah I look at the floor
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
to the floor dead
No more said, case closed, end of discussion
I'm blowin' up like spontaneous human combustion
Leavin' you in the aftermath of holocaust
fat, get fit, get a life
Get it on get it up get it off of me
The world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
Get sacked, get the facts, get
gon' die three times
And the four takes life
Five of you try to jump me
And six Angels come
To take you away to 7th Heaven
When that alcohol hit, I'm
Right in the middle of the town,
One block wide and forty-eight stories high.
And I'd have eighteen elevators going up
And twenty-seven more going
It was in wildwood nj in the summer of a 84
It was my 6th or 7th time ever bein' down the shore
Ya know i never forget his face he had that ghoulish
on the floor
What you acting scared for
Get on the floor
(Get on the floor)
Get on the floor
(Get on the floor)
Me and my girls, we tear it up
We don't come
turn you into a different man
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep
It's a match made in Heaven when I 'splay the 7
Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11
Where you been? You ain't heard? Got the word that I'm
That I'm
the ABCs of what you do not see in me
But wait
Jumping off your 7th story building
I got you I got you!
I could scream all the reasons
This is the feeling
you
Three, four, so get your butt on the floor
Five, six, know you dig the mix
Seven, eight, let it shake
Get down, get up
can pull up or step back I think this my 6th or my 7th pack and these niggas like new strippers because they only on their first lap
I was young I
Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
Just set me
cities but I'mma S.A. fool
7th Graders shouldn't bring the scraps to school
So when you say you only listen to the real M.C.'s
Let me spell it out for
by the door
There's yelling from the second floor
Come on, let's go, go get high
Out in the neon night
Hit every spot along the way
From
like to catch up with
If I had seven minutes in Heaven
I know just what I'd do
Take a walk down those golden streets
And find a quiet corner booth
Growing today
Means hurting your pride
Open your eyes
Growing tomorrow
Leaves time up for sorrow
Learn from your mistakes
Like back in 7th grade
Put
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground
Jacki's in the elevator (oh)
Lingerie second floor (oh yeah)
She said can I see you later
on the 7th though
A war of self-defense against a girl
That's only 12 years old
Paradox
Like a couple medical professionals
It's truly absurd
We like kids pay
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