Lyrics:
it up Denny’s, I break out the Patek
Fuck a stick shift, go automatic (Skrr Skrr)
Motivated I be movin’ like a motherfuckin’ spear
Passing over haters
And you can see it too
We're going down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
Go cry about it, why don't you?
And you can see it too
We're going down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
Go cry about it, why don't you?
can get you home
Dancing with my phone
Thinking about you
On my feet and now I'm out the door
Walking by the places that we used to go
I remember
bitch, we got better beams
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean
Ice out my bitch, I get
Knowledge that we drop, you don't even build with
That's like me winnin a rap Grammy, givin it to Lyn(?) Smith
[Chorus]
[Jo Black]
Yo, yo
Everything
hold di heat round the way,
Don't catch a stray,
Dem don't know that dem hold di heat round the way,
We gonna have to make a move,
And so the Play Makers
is bigger than me
Because we met
Over stars
I go mad
Sometimes
We Were in Dreamland Again
We were in dreamland again
Where you don't see with your
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
don't want it
We haven't been talking much and I ain't cool cuz love you more than you could imagine
Took you out of so many things that were killing you
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
off (Shake)
Get wild (go crazy!)
Dancing by myself in this packed house
Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves
Fuck a conversation, I'm just
it off (Shake)
Get wild (go crazy!)
Dancing by myself in this packed house
Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves
Drop the conversation,
the gods who've passed us by have drowned
The boogaloo of modern verse is dancing in her mind
Still very much the nervous kind.
Do you like this kind
I'm the J-E-R
The M-A-I
N don't forget the E
And she go by the unforgettable name
Of the B
To the R
To the A
To the T
I like colloso size pieces
ain't takin' shit back, you played
Tire go flat, can't look my way
When the bitch, hit the street why she look both ways
Baby I'ma keep me forever like
follow
Put on your dancing shoes no sorrows
Tomorrow gon come tomorrow go go
Just as wahala gon come wahala go go
So dance away your sorrow don't run
Billie
What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me?
What are you wondering? What do you know?
Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you
an orange flame, whoo
Never got love from the mainstream
I don't give a fuck, I don't need y'all
We ain't ever played on the same team
You can never keep up
don't want you eating
Tryna block the hate, I just need some peace Dancing on the money, feel like Billie Jean
Trying to take a trip, I'm going overseas I
you home
Dancing with my phone
Thinking about you
On my feet and now I'm out the door
Walking by the places that we used to go
I remember all your
Walk alone
In eternal hell
Through the dancing lights
And through my dizzy spells
Walking home
By the wishing well
Wish to lose my sight
Pray to go
Billie
What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me?
What are you wondering? What do you know?
Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you
please stand up?
I think we have a problem here
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just
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