(Dance, dance, dance, dance) Caution, I'll approach you with a business mind Slight two step as I check the time Rub my hands when my palms itch 50 in the bank diamonds looking flawless This the sway of a rich nigga Praying for the day my nigga seeing 6

And caution to the wind You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with a knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And you go dancing

Well a wah dem wudda do, hungry belly stop fear An decide fi tek from all who nah share An one man pull up and kick off anywhere Cah hungry nuh business a who life a spare A wah dem wudda do, hunger keep conference An mek criminal and police tun friend

The hell raisin' heat of the summer We were livin' every minute of the night Like there might never be another We were runnin' all the caution lights We were learnin' to fly with a little tail gunner If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it

I say a warning, live without warning Warning, live without warning This is a public service announcement This is only a test Better homes and safety-sealed communities Did you remember to pay the utilities? Caution: police line: you better not cross Is

They poured across the borders We were cautioned to surrender This I could not do Into the hills I vanished No one ever asks me Who I am or where I'm going But those of you who know You cover up my footprints I have changed my name so often

Oh shit, oh shit Might break your ankle I said, "ooh shit" Kyrie, where's LeBron? Suck my dick! Caution, danger Caution, caution Kyrie, K-K-Kyrie

Yours is the only ocean, That I wanna swing from, I was biting the time zone, And we embellish the banks of our bloodstreams, And threw caution to the colorful Then we fell asleep in the car, Until the bumps woke me up in your grip And the tide took me

And caution to the wind You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with a knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And you go dancing

Better run run run run run (Holly let me out) Holly's looking dry looking for an easy target Let her slit my throat give her ammo if she'll use it Caution on the road lies lies and hidden danger Southern California's breeding mommy's little monster All