Round and round dip it down Separate bring it back (and go out and step the whole night through) Now let me see you do the love slide (everybody do the stepping) Now, now, now, see you got to understand stepping is not just a dance its a its a culture It

Can't see it, B, you're blinded She don't realize it And you can trust in my side, no riddles, no lies You don't show me no sign of your innocent side (yeah) You don't realize it And all of this time, you lookin' at me and you lyin' Can't see it, B,

Volare, oh, oh Cantare, oh, oh, oh, oh Nel blu, dipinto di blu Felice di stare lassù Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me Penso che un sogno così non ritorni mai più Volare, volare, volare, volare, volare, volare Volare, ooh (volare, volare, volare,

Hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Pump it uh! Yo pump it uh uh! Yo pump it uh! Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, stick it, dunk it P-p-p-p-pump it!

Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes Ride, slide, dipping low Ride, slide, smoke control What you gonna do when the shit goes down? Six misfits rolling through your hometown 'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor When the streets grow cold and my

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party) Welcome to the party Welcome to the party, aye Ride with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan) Burn up, let it burn Step up in the party, step up in the party

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble Got your main bitch with me bent over

Everybody now, let me see your hands up Hands up, hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up, right now Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now Right now, right now Time to get off in the room

All these damn chains, modern slavery (ice) But this ain't 1800 so they pay me (cash) Uh, yuh, shaking my demons off (shake 'em) Dippin' my dreams in sauce (dreams) Never been food for sharks (nope) Wrist like fins on dolphins (splash) Pop hella bands

You knock me down I hit the ground I can't get back up, ka- Kills me like a homicide, homicide I feel your heartbeat Every day and every night, every night And your love kills me I can't live, can't breath