Down, down, down.
Down, down, down.
People, gangsters, libs and people, smokin' and eatin' reefer, up in the state of people, I had to make some heaters, he didn't got the heaters, wet till I got your people, call me the illin' people, yo I'm on fire!
People, the illin' people, get in the club you fucker, leave me a guy you love for, someone to touch and move on.
Show me when the strip-off will be closed and take off.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I don't feel that bad.
Damn, I'm feeling bad, bad.
Yeah, we feel bad.
Bad.
The party's drumming.
I see something fine.
Where's the kitchen?
But I'm just too shy.
Let me dance with you.
Let me pray you out.
It's a pleasure on a piece to exit out the music band.
Wait on my stone when you dance behind me.
i lose all control
Music, come on.
It's a rough way.
Get on down.
I don't feel that.
Down, down, down.
Yeah, I'm feelin' bad, bad.
Damn, I'm feeling bad.
Yeah, we feel that.
There.
There.
There.
Down, down, down.
For all these children I've seen for the first time They all want to kiss me
But I'm very sure that you'll dance with me.
You know you are.
We'll see you next time.
I lose all control, make me grind my lips, make me move my waist, and when the music come on, you take my breath away.
Good morning, Jordan.
I see something funny.
Well, I wanna kiss you.
But I'm just a child.
Let me dance with you.
Let me bring you out.
If there's an office, let's go exit out.
The music's banging.
Wait out in my store.
When they dance behind me.
i do
Music, come on, music, rub the way.
Get on down, get on down.
Down.
Get on down.
down, down.
Kill them.
Kill them.
Down, feel down.
Down.
Get on down.
