Letras:
Belly Dancing Gold

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t stop the grass from turnin red Her hair was half perm, half dread We gave up walking in a past-life and so we dance Arms wrapped around my breath and

who you be? The one who's on the dance floor Sex gon be one of the mass hoes Freak on a bad hoe, youse could really wanna flash gold Turn a hater to

the story's told been told retold From the sacred scriptures to the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper The soul of gold the belly of

that'll have you Yelling that's it, then pass it to joey gauge They both know me already, from the show to the telly, Are you ready like r. kelly? Just belly to belly dancing

.M.F.,Wu-Tang Clan Scream on it, ghost Eh yo, we at the weed gate Waitin' for Jake we want eight Ravioli bags Two thirsty villains yelling belly aches

my teeth 'cause my whole grill gold Tryna hit tha club before they all close Hop in the Lac, Fleet wood eight four Twenty inch G's with tha triple gold

Now who you be? The one who's on tha dance floor Sex gon be one of tha mass hoes Freak on a bad hoe you's could really wanna flash gold Turn a hater to