Let me get some change in Man, fuck this dress code, bitch
I'm on crack walkin' alleyways downtown People drop change so I'm checkin' the ground Behind a nightclub, I can hear the bump outside I hear them laughin' and drinkin' and dancing getting live
And I'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent I don't know where my meds went, they been spent And I'm bent, I don't remember yesterday at all I'm barkin' at the moon as I'm pissin' on the walls
People grippin' new cars checkin' out a few bars They see me come in side, step a few yards I'm like a bad man, holdin' out my crusty ass hands Scoldin' an imaginary friend
Scary and I'm blackin' out just about to lose all hope I was peerin' through the window of a nightclub scopin' And there she was, everything I planned for On the spotlight, on the dance floor gravitatin'
She kept a rhythm, her feet to the floor She dipped down, she did the twirlin' She shook it some more, she's groovy She made me happy, I try to refrain I walk on but then I run right back I'm at it again, she's callin'
I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle Carjacked a minivan and punch full throttle Right back to the spot, then I waited to get her But when she came out, she had a bitch boy with her
No problem, hit the pipe and follow them home And my imaginary friend gon have to leave me alone 'Cause this really going down, I feel him pullin' me down Knowin' I'm a wicked clown I gotta throw it down
She pulled in, her and her fuck ass strolled in I hit the pipe again and hop out the stolen Jumpin' through backyards, clumsy and trippin' It don't matter when your goal is a throat slittin'
And the way she danced lit flames Burning me alive, I hear quit playin' games I'm on the side of her house, lookin' in through the back den And there she was again, with him dancing
She kept a rhythm, her feet to the floor She dipped down, she did the twirlin' She shook it some more, she's groovy She made me happy, I try to refrain I walk on but then I run right back I'm at it again, she's callin'
I walked right in through the front door unlocked No gun cocked, cinder block Clown paint, I came here to dance boogie, ooh ha And maybe tap a little nookie
I'm creepin', music bumpin' in the back I'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack And here come the punk fuck to get champagne I take the rock and pop him with the damn thing
Hit him in the back of the head He dropped the wine but I caught it in time I had to take his life with a steak knife I washed it off and put it back, I'm keeping the place nice
I'm comin' bitch, you want an olive or something I'm fuckin' straight up the streets but I'm down with some frontin' But instead I'm outside the club and it's all in my head
She kept a rhythm, her feet to the floor She dipped down, she did the twirlin' She shook it some more, she's groovy She made me happy, I try to refrain I walk on but then I run right back I'm at it again, she's callin'
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