Don't dance, don't dance, don't dance, don't dance Don't dance, don't dance, don't dance, don't dance Don't dance, don't dance, don't dance, don't dance
Übersetzung: Hot Chip. Nicht Dance.
goopies around for the cops She'll be down for my watch I ain't generous or courteous I'm runnin' from a dirty bitch Nigga you thirty six You don't want
heard she in love with the don The first time I met I could tell she taste like butter pecan If you don't think your tasty than baby go head save it
ain't there The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It don't matter who's hot, who's out Bad Boy is back
buy out the bar Told her, "Drink till you drop, lil' superstar" Better chill, be cool, homie, grab a drink 'Cause you don't wanna play big bank take little bank We at The Palms where it ain't
Athens Georgia, three-oh-six-oh-five, that ain't no lie And my girl don't even speak 'cause I get violent when I drink But it's perfect 'cause she don't
, I got chrome and paint? Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and paint? Smokin' that dank in my chrome and paint (Street lights) Dance on paint (Street lights) Dance
the chips in the wrists Here's a french kiss I dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifth Make you dance ooowwww I stay focused in the dopest
heart racin', tryin' to be cool and patient She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent She walked away smilin', singing Gregory Issacs Like ?If I don't, if I don't, if I don't
ninety Chubb Rock jumps upon the scene With a lean and a hardcore dream The dream wasn't crafted to be pornographic Decency started from the crib, plus kids Don't
SP Killer, L O X, L O X, motherfucker Niggas, don't know how we bout to come this time No more shiny suits, none of that shit We gonna R U double F R
can't get no dough It's a drunk laid out in the V.I.P., can't talk about a 3 on 3 Heard a freak ask Sheek, "Big Luch why don't you pee on me?" And her
