ain?t a scene it?s a dance floor baby it?s a dance floor Put them on the dance floor light it up like a candle (WHAT) (put them on the dance floor light
that I can't control. Now I love you baby, and I always will. But that enough to change the way that i feel. No. You gave me attitude. (Attitude). When
my homies a wink. when i see that booty poppin out it do somethin strange to me. like a full boned wear wolf, just tell'em a 3az, now i can tell by your attitude
with your attitudes Big brains are awesome, dude Smart smart smart smart girls Smart girls, talkin' 'bout smart girls Sexy legs with high iqs Smart girls, I love the smart girls You brainy babes with your attitudes
kiss, the way you cry The way you move when you walk by There's ain't nothing 'bout you That don't do something for me I love your attitude, your rose
Lookin' tryin' to spot somethin' real nice Lookin' for a little shorty I noticed So that I can take home, I can take home She can be 18, 18 wit an attitude
in control Yo, pull your girl off the dance floor Whisper in her ear Must've said somethin' 'bout me 'Cuz now she's lookin over here You lookin' at me With that sexy attitude
Alcohol on my hands I got plans to ditch myself and get outside Dancing women, throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens caught
if you're worthy Philosophies developed deep in the back streets of dirty Jersey Troops with scully hats and Timberland boots No more break-dancing
laka Hoom chaka I may not be the sharpest hunk of cheese I got a negative number on my S.A.T.'s I'm not good looking and I don't know how to dance But
You may find me just a little strange I like dancing barefoot in the pouring rain My mind is racing at the speed of light I'll dance around you like a
it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop
tch look down, tell me what's up Girl you talk to much, shut up I got that mad d*ck you know it always nut up And it got a attitude no wonder why it'
With a table for two? Where the music's mellow Is a gay rendezvous There's no chance romancing With a blue attitude You know you got to do some dancing
eat today I want me some steak Paint the caddy candy green hay bay bay Anybody try to hate they gone feel that cake In Baton Rouge keep a big attitude
for the Yankees, Did it all for New York and this love no need to thank me, Millz [Verse 3 - Tyga] Uhh, fast money I don't slow dance, Young Money muthafucka
're happy when the bomb drops down Don't make sound 'Cause the dance floor's a desert And the dancers are parched Do a rain dance and you brace through
tryna get a taste Her hair did, manicure, pedicure, attitude like Vivica When she play, they set it off She feelin' my swag, she feelin' my G Not only is she dancing