guitar - just to dance with you with you girl...Hey! Here I am - wanna dance with you I'm alright - I gotta dance with you I'm still here - gonna dance with you with you
jailhouse rock They was dancing to, dancing to, dancing to, dancing to Dancing to the jailhouse rock Oh they was dancing to, dancing to, dancing to, dancing to Dancing
make you dance around like you Disco Inferno I'mma do the Ruff Ryder till I rock your world Then I'm leaving out the building with the Nitro girls Bald headed with
Carl, you, you're wonderful but you're just too reserved (I still can, Frank!) FZ: I know you will, maybe in a minute. Okay, I'll t-tell you what: Go
How you hung up your dancing shoes And how you got confused I hate to say it, you snooze you lose. You should be an illusionist So you can know what the illusion is Ha, you
a nut don't give a fuck when I open ya up) hot rocks fly from the back seat and busta ass niggas run like a track meet an if you crawl in the middle bleed
do, let me show you You could rock my party, you could rock my party, you could rock my party You could rock my party, you could rock my party, you could rock
, yellin' get on the floor Ima stone kold killa and I'm ready for more Duck tape ya mother to a chair rape her wit a plunger All because I'm just a ruthless motherfucker You
from my door! We got big guns in here, coke over there With blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with
we get enough You know how we do it Feels so good to see everybody down with me Everything is alright 'cause we're groovin' to this vibe Life can be so sweet if you can swing with
pack Where I'm from, nappy hair is life We be reading Marx where I'm from The kids be rockin' Clarks, where I'm from You turn around your cap, you talk
I saw you, I see you too I peeped you out, oh, you watchin' me? I know where you go, no, you don't I'm watchin' you, so you say But I'm watching you too
ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce Make it touch the ground, then raise it up Like the garbage men do with the dump truck Ladies, hands up, let me see you
like a nut, don't give a fuck when I open ya up) Hot rocks fly from the back seat And busta ass niggaz run like a track meet And if you crawl in the
hair, don't you? It must be oh,-- so quiet you can hear the tick of the clock, But it must be fun to have nothing to do but rock, and rock, and rock.
paid retired now the nigga on smash Gash you out your burner fast, you swing down hatin' me Now respect get your fingers off the glass I got my Uzi back you
