Lyrics:
Manna gats to slash and bash
We go dance just sing joro
Ay
Tinuke wan come to the Bando Shake that ting but it's looking like plastic
Ay
Do the TC Bop
well, and I'm ready to dance
Come on girl, let me show my romance
I'll let you see the way how I rock the mic
'Cause I know damn well that I could rock
And then he pulled his gun, but he did not shoot
So come on everybody, let's patty duke
Cause I'm livin' well, and I'm ready to dance
Come on girl, let me
& gyrate
Don't nobody get me irate
Everybody dance & gyrate
Let nobody get me irate no no
Oh no nobody come n dull my shine
Oh woah anybody tempted by my
dolls
Let me come to the small mouse
I slap what I want to baccara
I slap on the belly of the Maharajas
To me nightclubs South American
Where we dance
Track7 Step & Slide By Souljah100
Step & Slide By Souljah100
Hook
Grab somebody
Step & Slide 3X
If you like to dance Step and Slide 3X
Verse1
4
This
ok
And I can dance better than any kid n' play
Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music, white boy
Every single day I get older by a day just like everybody else in the world
I’m gonna reach up and turn on the light
Have a party ‘til late at night
brave
Come talk freely in the garden of m' lady
Her hominy smile her hominy snatch
Only uh crow would peck
'N uh chicken would scratch
Her lips
and be proud of it
It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Partners-n-Crime motherfuckers you ain't bout it
It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Now
a sultan, jasmine your my bank accountant
I come around, scammin' all the way the tippy top
500 rounds buss dem ammos to my enemies/
J-c-S-M-I-N-E
Your my
Who wan come try, dis-respect
De mother yon chop upon dis head (chop man)
Mother knows every style, oh-wayyy ohh
The champagne drink, rock-n
you should just call her
Bitch made you is not a baller
5'10 don't you wish you were taller
Keep actin fake and you'll be all alone
This n word
When the sun come up
I pray to my god
And I wipe my tears (I wipe my tears)
When the sun come up
I look in the mirror
And I face my fears (Face my
(Bobby Soxer)
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four
Fight
Stick to the B-E-A T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y T
Catching all the lights
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
the hot tub near the sea
Every night at midnight
Seems the devil took control
And the hill became a parking lot
Fueled by rock 'n' roll
They were
rock 'n' roll
They were talking by the cannon
But I couldn't believe my ears
The Russian had plutonium
The sailor wanted beers
They shook hands
joke
It was a f*cking joke n*gga
Insomnia comes out on halloween
Mark your f*cking calendars
Unless you're a b*tch ass n*gga
In which case don't mark
lover maid nicely
Ignorant in all hours of the days yesterday other side world was
Everything is know 'come pasts sure my day want by hood time
Ignorant
to the beat
Like
B*tch im doin' my dance
Wit the glock in my hoodie
B*tch im walkin' round comfy im goody
30 Clip and it came with a beam
These n*ggas be
me you need your plan your long heavity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis junior
The solar, followed by the looter, followed by the solar
waist like taribo
When she come she's a raging storm
One by one baby turn by turn
Back and forth we dey play ping pong
She dey dance my tune she dey sing
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