the boot all night long Dance on the tables and sing our songs Brothers even though we're so far apart We'll always be together in our blood and hearts
Dance floor's dangerous Packed in like a briefcase Rhythm with real rough rhyme Beats with deep bass Girls with tight pants Maybe they might dance Tonight if the Rs on
Brooklyn dance y'all that have me in a trance y'all I slid my way, right up in a jam Skated on the dance floor like I was Peter Pan Put style's together
freaky on my wife We're going to a Policeman's Xmas party Have a couple beers, get my funky on the dance floor Going to a Policeman's Xmas party Gonna
the DJ Pitch dark is the dance floor and deadly the seeway Creatures and hotties hot steppin over dead bodies Demons above pissin fire on the party Gimme
Yeah, see how we blowin' pa The lookout niggas holdin' fort like they was watchtowers Buggin' on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours So on and so on
game like me I see you lookin' at me Tryin' to figure out how I move to the beat So good, guess I got in my blood Every time the DJ spinnin' my cuts I gets busy, gets busy on the one I came to party
me, From my video and on my shows. (That's Right) [Patrick & Kelly:] I told her that it's my dance... And this is how it goes. [Patrick:] I gets busy, gets busy on the one. (Get Busy) I came to party
like the way i put it down she recognize me from my video and on my shows i told her this my dance and this is how it goes I gets busy [gets busy on the one] i came to party
Pipe down and swearing. Look, from here on, You'd say nothing wrong. Now try it again. [Roxie Hart] - I was born on... [Velma Kelly] - Come on... You
Yeah, getting more scrill, deal or no deal, uh Yeah, chubby bags, heavy hustle, 'course the gang, uh On and on, and on, and on and We just drink and
I was there and those De La kids was fightin' Yo they was wildin', word man? Word, the whole thing happened in front of my face, yo, they was on The dance floor
the tone of my voice, you will become Eager to listen dance in a trance til you see the R on stage, no cheers, all ears All three of your eyes on me,
, let it hit 'im Dance floor's dangerous, packed in like a briefcase Rhythm with Aral rough rhyme, beats with deep bass Girls, with tight pants, maybe they might dance
of rum for baby powder Can't catch us on bare face moves intoxic Catch us on your news mask up like smarter convicts Represents the hustlers on streets
Stop The Hate, Congradulate You Know My Name! So Eat Some Cake :D Party Hearty Grab Bacardi Talk Your Shit Watch You Get Hit Save The Drama For
She's melting She's melting Oh! oh! oh! She licked me like I'm ice cream Dipper with my dipper We be drinking up the liqour Party like her birthday Shake
' his head in the ground And drag him out onto the dance floor Tell him what to stand for Now when they came they had they pants on We beat bitches up