Lyrics:
pretty baby
I'll make your legs shake
You make me go crazy
Hey sugar mama, come and dance with me
The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance
Fake it till you make it
Fake it
Dance you got to move
Shake what your mama gave you
Shake Shake
See what this money get you
Take take
Shake what
to the Nineties' bab
"Mama" is in da place
And now I say
It's time to :
DANCE
And dance
And dance dance dance
It’s time to DANCE
And dance
And dance dance dance
pretty baby
I'll make your legs shake
You make me go crazy
Hey sugar mama, come and dance with me
The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance
let's just enjoy the night
Pick your poison, pick your plight
What you've chosen, don't seem right
Show you somethin' think I might
Wanna to back for
don't complain, bout all them other chicks I be having
Cause you be helping me grab em, your jewelry made by Davin
And them heffers be babbling, but they
don't complain, bout all them other chicks I be having
Cause you be helping me grab em, your jewelry made by Davin
And them heffers be babbling, but they
and
So I feed them,
They say keep your enemies close
So I feed them
I try to kill mine by drowning in poison
So I feed them
Fill my lungs up with smoke til
Sippin' peach margaritas on the beach and
I got both of my feet up in the sand and
I don't really give a shh, don't give damn
I'm chillin' by myself
look good,
Sitting on top of your hood
You don't complain
Bout all them other chicks I be having
Cause you be helping me grab em
Your jewelry made by
skirt
She dances barefoot an' her feet don't hurt
We drink pa-pays by the moonlit shore
And when we kiss she hollers "More, More, More!"
a matchbook
I could use a smoke
You say you come from the midwest
Where the wheat dances more than the teens
Said your mama was christian your daddy was
A Hip Hop, A Don't Stop, Don't Stop That Body Rock
Just Get Off Your Seat, Get Ready To Clap
Because Melle Mel is Startin Here To Rap
Ever Since The Time
don't make an entrance
Best believe I'll make an exit though
Pray for me
If I don't make this time
I'm history
Dance, dance, dance
My wrists should bleed
discover where the catch is
Before your dreams fall apart
Mama, I'm a real girl
Wooden nose that don't grow
Give them all a nice twirl
That's all I know
Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys & me is poison we don't get along equal
Fight each other like
I know your poison
In our space we'll, lie
God is unfashionable, you've got to have somebody
To an obscene god we will dance and spit
The skin is
yeah
And it ain't no game yeah
Why these little boys change for fame yeah
And I really don't know why they changed on me
Diamonds on wrist make em dance
Lil mama
Ya cannot dance wit me
I'm Moving like Obama
Discrete mysterious Osama
Surrounded by niggas
Apart of my family tree
I'm honoured
We never
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
with a forty
Little bitch Don't play with the big bad wolf
Feeling kind of stingy today Don't play with your life
Little bitch You could get that took
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
you in the cut with ya friends and you dancing by ya lonely
Walked up like can I have this dance while that sexyy red goin'
And the way lil mama threw
Swollen Army
Now war money, more money, your money's our money
Stand in our way, we don't play, now you're bloody
Yo I swam through rivers of blood
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