You can boogie like disco, love that disco sound Turn up the volume and move it all around But don't, don't, don't, don't, don't forget Don't, don't,
So nobody can twist what I'm talkin' about I don't have to fake anything I feel because We both know every word is real Right about now, the funk soul
I am And then I talk to the people like Les Mccann Alright hear this [Incomprehensible] Alright hear this [Incomprehensible] Alright hear this [Incomprehensible] Alright hear this
Captivate up all global spices If you, if you, wanna know, wanna know The real deal about the three Well, let us tell you we're triple trouble y'all
But a mi got the bang wid di billie bang skeng A mi got the bang wid di shocking vibes deng Everybody's talking all the crap about me Why they just
good times and the bad Ya - I'll be standin' there by you CUTS LIKE A KNIFE Drivin' home this evenin' Coulda sworn we had it all worked out You had this
the rap game, changin' their lives Silk, C-Murder, Master P (Ha, ha) And all the other real mutherfukin' ballers out there (Freedom) Motherfukin' rookies to the veterans This is all
spikes They wear rips and zippers all in their shirts Real tight pants and fresh mini skirts All kinds of colors runnin' through their hair And you could just about
Superman, I fell from the window If I fly high, then why drive a benzo In drive a 'lac, in drive a hummer In drive is something brand-new this summer (
'all {call y'all} Call y'all {call y'all} {last call, for alcohol} Last call y'all {call y'all} Call y'all {call y'all} {last call, for alcohol} [j-ro
doing life, rest in peace To my man on this disc, rest in peace To my brother Carl Capone, rest in peace To all the lost souls, rest in peace (Dedicated
, "Damn, niggaz can't have shit" 'Cause I see Satan, waitin' in the cut For this black motherfucker, to bail out his hut And I don't give a mad-ass fuck About
to get grown, drive slow homie" Drive slow, homie, drive slow You never know, homie about these hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow
southern gal She got all the parts and she's built quite well And her name is Dixie Dynamite She's a lady with beauty and grace And she's got all this
to it now Lived in a brownstone, I lived in the ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling
used to it now Lived on brownstone, lived in the ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling
was twelve o'clock one friday night i was rockin to the beat and feelin all right everybody was dancin on the floor doin all the things they never did before and then this
