Yeah, okay, what's up y'all? This is one of those dancing songs We ride big big cars and big big rims And we rock big clothes with them big big Timbs
kangaroos How to skip across a lake They found it hard to stay awake A pharaoh played a merry tune And watched nine cats dance on the moon I didn't
Yeah, oh, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, I feel like dancing I feel like dancing I smell something in the air that's makin' me high I said, I smell something in
with his friend G-Man All duded up for Saturday night Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes And said, "Anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake?
- red hot Will the temperature ease up? Black I guess not It's multi-lane traffic, no sign for rest stops No corner breaks, put on your gloves and just box No dance
the rhythm like Ella Walking down the streets to the subway where I lay 'Til the train stop then a nigga hop Used to do the pop dance to the planet rock
can sit on your nose and your brain remain froze So when you see me traveling on a spiritual high I'm flying high with Cee-Lo Or maybe watching my long's heart dancing
the valet, I stepped to the stage I think I wanna play with the girl in the cage Lap dance, lap dance, lap dance Baby look I got trouble in my pants
skirts, short skirts And Oklahoma love the short skirts, short skirts And Sanitone I walk in the club, in my big black boots I look around and see em all flock in a group Dancing
-red moonlit nights We're Kings and Queens within our dreams The sky rains down into ruby rings Oceans river lakes and ponds Lions unicorns birds and ???
a tough choice so far Sharon, let's have your last question and see Who's gonna have the rights to your Neden Ok, if we were at a dance club And you
do the booty shake everywhere I go and I prove I can dance and also flow if you have a problem with who I am you can go and jump in lake michigan nancys
tough choice so far Sharon, let's have your last question and see Which one is gonna win the rights to your neden Okay, if we were at a dance club and
so far, Sharon, lets have your last question and see which one is going to win the rights to your neden. Ok, if we were in a dance club and you both
the lake Birds begin in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant
make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights but the queerest they ever did see, was that night on the marge of Lake LeBarge
wit a snake When you kill a nigga you love, you pay for the coffin' and weight Get you wrapped up and tossed in a lake If you can't get the whole pie
Soft rain falls around us And the moon says it's gettin' late On and on, our steps in time We come to the edge of the lake And we forget where we are