you see me shawty get Topless Lap dance round the pole Topless Got the benz outside topless When you C me shawty get Topless When you see me shawty get Topless Lap dance
, sp-spasms, Mr. organism. Fuck wid me guaranteed your going to have one. Clap clap w-w-well done when i tap that tap dance like Bo jingle in a dance.
eyed surprise, sundown to sunrise Dance all night, we gonna dance all night, dance all night to this DJ Ah sugar, dance all night to this DJ Dance all
Butterflies danced on invisible strings Showing wings, they borrowed from a rainbow And a blackbird on high sang a praise to the sky While a light aeroplane
big rule boy what are you doing in me yard you can run two miles and you still in my yard [Chorus] [Big Gipp] Quarter Quarters Nickels Dollars Dimes everytime boy butterfly
seasons Here's a sweet that I rented; I'm a get deeper in it Than he's been in it Bangin' like a chief's up in it [don't stop] Fuck your punnony; butterfly
and dance with me I see diamonds in the sky Touch my hands and I can fly All this is a mystery So come on, come on and dance with me
Itsty bitsy Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly One for the money, two for the show Three I want a real big booty
roll I don't know what you've been told It ain't the butterfly it's the tootsie roll A brand new dance so, grab a partner get on the dance floor And
answer! Come and be my private dancer! (3x) Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone? Verse 1: Brother Marquis My bitch done left me home alone Dance
to go? I'm ready to go, now c'mon now Crank this motherfucker up Yeah, it's ya boys back in the house We want y'all to get y'ass on the motherfuckin' dance
The butterfly sailed on the breeze Past a field of barbed wire trees Where golden dragons chased around Pampered poppies on the ground Two silver trout
for No one here is to blame for Misunderstand, all in a hand Just like you could, you make me All that I am, all in a hand A butterfly that flaps its
up down at the town hall Working on plans for their annual ball They've got all the bad apples that money can buy For one last fling before becoming butterflies
threads the nappy heads Bobbin' over beats that sleeps with ghetto slang No sirens just felts and wax from ghetto brains The cosmic child's hit with dance
hit and go, split It's hip, what's hip? When hip is just the norm 'Cause Planets pledge allegiance to the funk in all it's forms The kinks, the dance,
vein, screaming like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain 'cause (Wanna be good to you) We make the squares dance, and get the do
cardiac cerebral action Retro is my Roots for my peoples with the plats and braids are twist clean, cuts or fros beneath the hats and do the dance, does