Really i was the one trying to dance
From an african american stance
Pens dance across pages,
And i need you to show me love
"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,
Cause if you run the light
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
In a strip club getting a lap dance
I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse
All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.
Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer
Others dance with each others other,
But maybe if i made a dance record you'd acknowledge me,
I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money
Bands will make her dance so baby go
Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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