club I can't dance Not at all In L.A. We play the wall I wanna dance I can't do it I can't dance I'm too Jewish... I can't dance (x4) Me
Who that is with the feet in the dirt? Let it hang out like a big t-shirt That's Ricky Reed! I'm diggin on my record, I can't explain it, it makes me
I'm high and fucked up, light as a feather I hear them crickets chirpin I think I'll lay back and listen I got a line off in the water but I ain't thinkin
gridound Me and Big Nasty started raisin` hell Always wondered why your other boys ain`t help See this is real dirt that I`m kickin` on y`all Won`t you
have had some problems with the stamina before, I'm no amateur, I'm sure I could ram into you sore But I ain't tryna hurt ya, I'm just trying to nurture
a young buck I didn't dance that fresh I burnt ants to death. Taste me you will see more is all you need dedicated to how I'm killing you You're unhealthy
a young buck I didn't dance that fresh, I burnt ants to death Taste me you will see more is all you need Dedicated to how I'm killin you! You're unhealthy
thighs Can't nobody do it quite like this I might be dead but I'm sexy bitch! [Monoxide Child:] Bitch I can't front, in the days of no pain I still
the fuck back I'm ready for war Napalm bomb strickin close range I'm raw You can't star, blinded by the gleam of the par I teach y'all the Soopafly ways
