funky on the dance floor Go to a policeman's Xmas party Gonna have a good time for the rest of my life There's cops on the ceiling, there's cops on
like a snow day, it was clobber shit to flotsam but the cops said it was OK. OK so the squadron?s back into their boxes like it?s breakfast club of
another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced dance forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what happens
than i ever could have imagined i knew it all along that this man should not have been released god, what's happened here, he's completely torn his entire
They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' All along All along 'Cause if they used
t understand the act of being fouled Hey D, hey D, hey DJ set the record up It's time, it's time, it's time to tame the annoyin' pups Throw on the Touchin
on it to be your guide When it's you who must keep it satisfied It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat She give her heart to the man in the
red-handed Blood on the dance floor Or was it Michael Jackson Fuck it, time for some action Check my re-runs an see what's happening You know it's sick
on the dance floor Go to a policeman's Xmas party Gonna have a good time for the rest of my life... There's Cops on the ceiling There's Cops on the floor
all five seconds to put your drink down and report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit It's
Downtown niggas, get it poppin', baby) Take it to the top (Niggas get your front on, bitches get your stunt on, come on!) [INF-Black] It's the silent
it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let
like a snow day, it was clobber shit to flotsam but the cops said it was OK. OK so the squadron's back into their boxes like it's breakfast club of hotheads
Body's on the floor, blood on the dance floor Get stuck at the bar, get robbed at the door Dropped off at the coat tag door, take it off Get down, face
it happen They grab they head with both hands trying to stop it from cracking Cause when I lose my cool and blow my top that's all it takes Me and you
game of death. I'm splitting skulls so quick it's like they barely seen it happen. They grab their head with both hands trying to stop it from cracking