Lyrics:
not around
I'm up in the studio girl you know the grind
Shiku
How about tonight i take you to the disco
I need you by my side nakutaka mahali niko
Hilo
more than Jiggy, MVP up more than Fifty
Naturally I pop it like Crisco, ball just like disco
Easy like a free throw, where I'm from they cutthroat
Please
got my
Sweetness from calypso
Smooth like butter I'm the crisco
Got you dancin' at the disco
Ask myself the other day like
What will be my fortune,
the water for reflections of man
Understand the minds above time when it's empty
MC tragically hip ahead by a century
Rah!
[chorus]
this
But I got a hit with the ultimate twist
Looka here, listen up clear
Niggas been bitin my shit for years
Mousekateer turned muskateer want to bust in
by himself beneath the disco ball
While a preacher's outside smoking, sharing Jesus with the homeless
On his way to get a tattoo on his arm
Gotta
the same
This a thigh pad, can't relate
You living day to day
It takes pape' just to make some pape'
Elevation takes separation, we creating space
Loose
I'm chained by ephemery
Back then, we really had it all (oh, what a memory)
What I wouldn't give just to have it all back
Remember how we lived for
a hand full of chickenfeed
right in the middle of
weekend shoppin' mainstreet
beat a bum for 25 cents
surrounded by tourists
& uniformed misfits
I've been
One day she'll do the same to me
but for now I'm takin it easy
hi de hi de hi de hi (hi de hi de hi de hi)
ho de ho de ho de ho (ho de ho de ho de
And by Friday she one of my baby
You see her boyfriend always used to treat her badly
(Why?)
Because she used to play it dirty
(Oh)
One day she'll do
have to spend the day in polite company
Have to keep up those social graces all the while
But every now and then I begin
To feel the need to break wind
I
and males
Both headed all for the disco
The DJ plays your favourite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic, poof
Bump, bump, bump, get bump
I'm driving down Highway 90.
Going back for the hair of that dog that bit me.
I'm gonna bite back while I can.
Are you my boy? Are you my man?
this
But I got a hit with the ultimate twist
Looka here, listen up clear
Niggas been bitin my shit for years
Mousekateer turned muskateer want to bust in
Wilkołak w stroju Elfa twojej siostrze w nocy
Wpierw urywa by następnie zrobić pochwę z głowy
To EP rozpierdoli tak więc ze szczęścia się posrasz
Nie będzie
don't seize up
Hands in the air with your keys up
Can't see me, John Cena
Hopped in, popped out
Twenty for the watch now
Bossed out
Never should
I'm 5'7, hazel eyes
Disco lips, cherry pie
Pistol kiss, bona fide
I live life like I'm gonna die
I'm getting high, getting by
Threesomes? I'm getting
that time when we stayed up all night
Watching a film about The West Memphis Three
Kitchen disco Fridays, dressing up for nights in
Sundays spent all
headed all for the disco
The D.J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash,
boss on your case, can't relate
Swear they've not got a clue sometimes
Giving the best parts away, losing strength by the day
Just hold up, I'm
where things got a longer wave-length
Rhythm's up, flashing dancing disco stars
in March near to Mars
On the notes of an Australian bagpipes
playing by
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