What it do, do What it do What it do What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby
It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah I'm just a drop top flippin
Everybody needs a little tenderness Everybody needs a release From the cell they lock themselves in Love's the only peace Everybody needs, everybody
Tal vez tu tenias razon Tal vez tu tenias razon Y era inutil esconderse O sonar, comprometerse Tantas cosas Tal vez tu tenias razon Tal vez tu tenias
Don't stop Don't stop [Royce Da 5' 9"] Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK) We bout to get into a tale of gunner that details the dungeon This is the pale moon
Well now on a summer night in a dusky room Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon In his mother's
Off brand niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with y'all Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you ain't touchin' a dog Imitation fake like Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin
He, he, he, yeah What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know Who got robbed, got shot, who
I'm 74 years young, there ain't nothing I haven't done I've been a dog and I've been a tomcat I chased some tails and I left some tracks I still know
Mama said, "Son, someday you'll learn this lesson Hard times never last, each day is a blessing Keep your eyes on that kingdom waiting down the road Across
Your house all messed up, baby And your line don't sound true I smell a rat 'Cause it stinks all over you, say You're dipping and double dippin' And
My key don't fit your lock When I come to your door No, I said, my key won't fit your lock When I try to put it in your door You know I got a funny, funny
Hey, you always bitching About something I didn't get you Hey, you always bitching About something I didn't get you So let the door knob hit you While
I had no money, I had no clothes I had no shelter from the bitter cold When you're too weak to walk, He'll carry you through I'm living proof When you
Got a blue Mercedes with a snakeskin top Gonna keep on driving, I'll never stop My baby's riding in a shotgun seat Don't let no grass grow under our feet
I thank the Lord for letting me stay around a little longer Till I got, got a lot more to give I thank the Lord for letting me stay around a little longer
Down in Louisiana On a cotton plantation Little tent room shack And a third grade education Two stringed wood guitar I taught myself how to play, yes
You take a man and a woman that just can't get along Sick and tired of doing each other wrong Hateful words are spoken, precious vows are broken [Incomprehensible
