Easy way is not the way my life will take Because the limit is the sky Easy way is not the way that I can take Life's in pieces half the time Dancing
, ay, oh, ay And we danced on into the night Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh And we danced on into the night Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh And we danced on into
light, flickers so bright, I feel the wick Can kick a sicka flow and spill it like a liquor store I spit the shit to make a cripple get up and dance
ma get in the rhythm And have him feeling like he never ever felt before Get up in him and I fill him with venom And have him chillin' and drilling me
my nigs thuggin' but, dawg, y'all lookin' good Ballers please, it's a straight playas party, can't f*** with these Champagne and Henessies for my G's and stuck a piece and
is freaking Making about two g's a piece a weekend That's what I'm saying It ain't easy pimped out Flossing furs, diamonds Matching sets his and hers
And we can do big thangz but go, easy Like I told you before 'cause I don't wanna hurt you pah, huh And the name is Angela And ain't too many niggaz
death to bid Sell anything that stay from the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt [Billy Danze - Verse 7] You about to witness an M.O.P thug out And for
need me to teach them how to roll a fat blunt get high, get drunk, take it easy and stop making songs so cheesy now manny fresh is actually fresh and
's going faster It's another disaster Only dreams and water dance below us Shining up against the walls of stone Find another picture lost in wreckage As broken pieces
's coming, he's coming Bo! Lickshot for the blood claat Talkin that what not, Puba come and hit on the right spot Rhyme teller for the ladies and the fellas And
around 'Cause we're just taxi dancing Lost somewhere in a slow dance for two And the band that was playin' Has finally stopped playin' our favorite song And we're just dancing And
and chunks and then shop it on the homeplate and I hate to hear my rhymes of a different rate I should ostersize the eyes of spies and destroy all districs
thumb And a fiddle in his hand He tunes up the fiddle and he rosins up the bow And he plays an old tune called 'Cotton Eyed Joe' And they dance all
and fingerprints calling papa ignorance and i don't wanna go, sick and tired zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, zoom, kick, persuasion, tech it's an egg and
We built our base and what we found It takes blood and sweat and always moving the crowd No skill then you're going the fast way Let me see you dance
Only tunnel I been to, is the Holland and the Lincoln Problem when I'm drinkin', I get tipsy easy Leave the bartender a hundred dollar tip, believe me Shorty on the dance
dancing all night long "Dancing dancing all night long Long long dancing all night long long" All night long Get the party started with my favorite song So me and