're dancing And it feels alright I can't control my desire And we're dancing And it feels alright Yeah And we're dancing And it feels alright Can't
we're dancin' And it feels alright I can't control my desire And we're dancin' And it feels alright Yeah And we're dancin' And it feels alright Can't
Übersetzung: Center Stage Soundtrack. PYT - wir tanzen.
Übersetzung: Soundtracks. Wir Dancing - Pyt.
Übersetzung: 54 Soundtrack. Wir Dancing - Pyt.
gon' open You can dance next to me, but don't throw an elbow I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes Hell no I ain't paying for pleasure
I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
t act like ya don't wanna break me off bitch Break me off bitch [Kangol Slim] Come on and break us off hoe You know them games, we don't play 'em, and
Burke Or a fly hairdoo and a teenie skirt Fellas lookin angrily But don't get mad at me, cause I'm in V.I.P., uh My boy, be on a cellular phone Hey
y-y Life I'm a Party All Night All Day Any Time I Don't Care If It's Right I Wanna Party Party Party (Heyy) Party All Day P-P-P-Party Party Party All
hot, hot Elbows above your head because we holding up the spot, hit 'em up We gon' get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowing, y'all don't be knowing
Reinforce my fleet, the funk is non-stop Dance stars dance hard, I'm back with Weekends Tied a place in your face with shit thats leaving Yeah we be the main source serving up the main course Don't
and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught [Bluelight] The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples
pas imiter t'es trop goutde J'boulde, t'as envie de te pendre, T'es sous cacheton sans les prendre rien qu'a m'ecouter R.A.P. : Regime Au Pilon
ship, I'm a gigolo so you know, I'm always on the go I ain't got no time to slow down for no relationshit Drop the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad
ain't like me to split a piece 'a dry pita I'll be the S-L to the I-M to the S-H-A-D-Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater I'll rip a tree