Translation: Meloy, Colin. Dance To Your Daddy.
her all your life She shall be your girl, you shall be her man Dance to your daddy my little lamb Dance to your daddy my little laddie Dance to your daddy
My daddy said just come home I might as well come back to your own you go out wanderin every night you act a fool it just ain't right. I'll tell ya what
play your sweet dreams, next you're mine Want to say I'd love you stay with me all of the time Now, your daddy don't mind And your mammy don't mind
make them good girls go Good girls go bad, good girls go bad I know your type, you're daddy's little girl Just take a bite (One bite) Let me shake up your
like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase
even though my nigga gone Lil' Kim and Puff Daddy keep keepin it on Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy Now you can pump this in your jeep, on an off road Pump this to your
her, my senorita Chorus: Puff Daddy (singing) Mami ven aqui, I wanna be your papi chulo can't you see? (mi amor) Baby I need you conmigo Your style
Baby, this is your last dance, you know how you do it There's no nigga like you And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers
your cabbage that a doctor cannot patch See bot you don't want no friction like the back of a mathbook Daddy Fat Stacks will fold you and your MacBook
best guess only on Daddy Nitro's reggae patois [Daddy Nitro] Now hear dis! All bad man what dey a know The original bad man dey a know, seen? Daddy Nitro
When I roll through. Bag your hold crew We can menage a trois it up While your girl licking my butt Rubbing my gut playing with my nuts. Love your shape
I keep telling her is 'Shut up bitch, swallow' Your legs is shaking, I won't hurt you Now you can be the star of that new commercial Wipe your lips, wipe your
the bottom and it feels good I'm a introduce to you a new dance It's called the money dance You pull the money out your pocket like this You put your
a DJ... If God If God is a DJ (life is a dance floor) Get your ass on the dance floor If God is a DJ Life is a dance floor Love is the rhythm You are
Headlights, a hundred cars Behind somebody's daddy's barn Batteries draining blasting those radios Another long lost summer night Out past some no trespassing
, baby Better call your boss Tell him that your daddy's home Take a couple days off And take it off and leave nothing but your t-shirt and your panties
