, every man's lust She acting all shy, but she likes handcuffs [U-God] I'm the first on the court, first to hit the dance floor The floss in this rap
your eyes on the road" On the way to the wedding, oh no On the way to the wedding, oh no On the way to the wedding, oh no On the way to the wedding,
Driving all the old men crazy The boys are back in town You know the chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what
AND ALL THAT I'LL SMACK NIGGAZ DOWN WHO THINK THEY ALL THAT ALL YOU RAP NIGGAZ CAT FIGHTING JUST WANNA BE SEEN IN A MAGAZINE LIP TWISTED LOOKING ALL
Festival And dance before the Prince. [STEPMOTHER & STEPSISTERS] She still wants to go to the Festival And dance before the Prince?! [NARRATOR] All
up on the dance floor break it down shake your butt, Cause you know you gettin' on with the club slut, You know you like it fast, She knock you on your
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
Rolled up on me, and she said "hi" That one little word fucked up the whole night Her voice was deeper, than barry white I jumped up, and boy
all that I smack niggaz down who think they all that All you rap niggaz cat fightin, just wanna be seen in the magazines, lip twistin lookin all mean
rolling Range Rover Same color your Air Force Ones White on white, ya like? Red I flight the night From L.A. to N.Y. I'm Harlem bound You see how bitches tense up
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
Jamaica spendin' massive bucks While the ladies all beggin' me to mash it up I had sad beginnings when I rapped with no fans Now it's all happy endings on
fuck on bitch Come on come on [x3] Monster's Ball [x2] {All the people dead all the people bloody [x4] All the people dead all the people bloody at the
niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling
in town) The boys are back in town (The boys are back in) You know that chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what
the fuck up Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like Break the fuckin'' breakdown in the working city Yo go get the plates and the gym star Yo light that up
on Hang on for life, o.d, relevant drugs Herione buzz, my team some intelligent thugs Y'all fear emotion, my crew pack the dance floor Like dance more
all know Gore, nice with the words since eighty-four! Rifles galore - satellites attached to the floor! Muchin' on veal parm' like human arm, up at your