Girl, the way you're movin' got me in a trance DJ turn me up, ladies this yo' jam I'ma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants Then I'ma throw this money
Chorus I got my own steps I got my own style x4 I can get this party started, Watch how a nigguh do it x4 I got my own steps I got my own style x4
Oooooooooooooooh Yea Come On Come On I Just Wanna... Does He Touch You Like This Does He Touch You Like This Does He Touch You Like That Does He Kiss
Hey check it Hey roscoe Hey check it out its dawg ya homie boy bow wow Its about time we hook up This ones for the radio But on top of that something
And everything will come to pass. And it all happened in the dash I saw the numbers on each side But all that mattered was the line When you left so
Ten years down the road What will we have to show? Except a few empty words and hollow songs Big slogans and catchy tunes Are all well meaning schemes
Do you remember when our lips were best friends? Do you remember when a kiss meant something? I remember tire swings, a summer fling that meant everything
On a thursday afternoon I can see the sun and moon Shadows strobe at 55 Dash after dash Dash after line Telephone poles keep the time A rhythmic
(feat. Cory Sellers) Verse: Where are you now You left and Im gone And youre here to face the jukebox alone Baby, Youre lacking oxygen to your brain
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Rep yourself, rep your fam Rep your health and rep your clan If the test of a man Is to throw up your hands Then we gonna do that part of it 'Cause it
I see the line up ahead of me, should i just take off sudden i don't wanna come in next i wanna win but they holler me, suddenly feels afraid and i start
This here is like Rosanne winning the lotto...beating me? Fat chance You couldn't flip shit, with a turd and a spatula doing a handstand In a gravity
(feat. A.L. Skills, PackFM, Rise, Substantial, Wordsworth) [Substantial] Your majesty, makes casualties of wack emcees Catch you off guard like niggas