slip Do you like my sexy hair?! I'm not wearing any underwear! S my D Pop it out like lipstick Razor sharp eyelashes Now my fashion just thrashes In death star black! S my D
one: DO YOU LIKE MY SECKSY HAIR!? I'm NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR! Chorus: S MY D POP IT OUT LIKE LIPSTICK RAZOR SHARP EYELASHES NOW MY FASHION JUST THRASHES IN DEATH STAR BLACK! SUCK MY
pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure It's every girl's dream, to floss with the team Long on the suine DVD's on the screen Blowing on cream
back in town, the boys are back in town. You know that chick that used to dance a lot, Every night, she'd be on the floor, shakin' what she's got. Man
you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round [2nd verse] She told
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 she'd got Man when
a heavy foot gas pedal push Felon's, crooks, going door to door like he's selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush Now my bitch dancer, I'm bout
my funky on the dance floor Go to a policeman's Xmas party Gonna have a good time for the rest of my life... There's Cops on the ceiling There's Cops
snack pat em on dey back and that's that it may sound rude but i don't love you dudes take you eatin my pussy n throw you on the innerlube (scene) you
do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round [2nd verse] She
I'm sayin'? Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Evil E's in the place Evil E's in the
lately, Layzie actin' shady. Hey, it's the #1 Assassin [that's me], they just can't understand. I fear no man, put it on my #1 grave, 'cause I'm a stand
Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push Felon's, crooks, going door to door like he's selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush Now my bitch dancer
My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 Ever
the right war Cats who spill blood for a cause, not just because Defy the authority and follow God's law Revolutionary entrepeneurswho make the fans Clap they hands and stompin the floor
make me feel hip? I'd rather wear gabberdine's My quarter fill will be my thrill My Clyde's will collide with my grill, as for drugs that's nil Not