作词 : Terrence Smith/Khalil Abdul-Rahman/Antwan Patton/Patrick Brown/Dacoury Natche/Taylor Parks 作曲 : Taylor Parks/Antwan Patton/Patrick Brown/Terrence Smith/Khalil Abdul-Rahman/Dacoury Natche ****** still ain't ****in' with Hollywood Court 'Cause they ****in' wit' ya boi Like the Hollywood dough Everything big, no comin' up short Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, half court The game winning shot, your name sayin', not That same skinny thot you got, she be in and out She never spit it out either We call her Poke-mouth Big mouth bad, start to smash that ass I build a bear before I build a ***** I take her to the mall And fill her with the sugar **** But the same lips give a ***** sugar whits Give me brain So intelligent with plenty sense I took her innocence Yeah she was turnt out And by the time I gave her back she was burnt out Like the tires on the Huracan You ain't good Antwan Or better yet, stay great We stay puttin' on You're hotter than July (super hot) Super colder than December (so cold) You got me dancin' The dancefloor tells no lies Give them something to remember You got me dancin' Please don't stop movin' your feet While the music's hot on that ecstacy We can dance all night, till we both get weak Come on, come on Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan Out the oven cause we never microwavin' We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan And keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J hand I do not play man Sure I'll eat your ass up quick I'm on that boss rap **** They on that toss salad Old chick, see the ***** Follow her and I delete her I used to have a bench full of *****es But didn't need 'em But still fill arenas and killin' the coliseum ATLiens, they on top of ya human beings From the mothership, I'm on some other **** Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86 But we don't sell ****, we pimp ink pens To provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin' What is you drinkin', or better yet Do you really know the meaning of life Or are you sleeping You're hotter than July (super hot) Super colder than December (so cold) You got me dancin' The dancefloor tells no lies Give them something to remember You got me dancin' You're hotter than July (super hot) Super colder than December (so cold) You got me dancin' The dancefloor tells no lies Give them something to remember You got me dancin' Please don't stop movin' your feet You got me dancin' We can dance all night Till we both get weak, come on (You got me dancin') Morning, we don't stop till the morning We don't stop, keep it going We gonna see it through And the rest is up to you
[00:00.000] 作词 : Terrence Smith/Khalil Abdul-Rahman/Antwan Patton/Patrick Brown/Dacoury Natche/Taylor Parks [00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Parks/Antwan Patton/Patrick Brown/Terrence Smith/Khalil Abdul-Rahman/Dacoury Natche [00:16.70]****** still ain't ****in' with Hollywood Court [00:18.47]'Cause they ****in' wit' ya boi [00:19.45]Like the Hollywood dough [00:21.06]Everything big, no comin' up short [00:22.73]Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, half court [00:24.93]The game winning shot, your name sayin', not [00:27.15]That same skinny thot you got, she be in and out [00:29.37]She never spit it out either [00:30.40]We call her Poke-mouth [00:31.46]Big mouth bad, start to smash that ass [00:33.05]I build a bear before I build a ***** [00:35.02]I take her to the mall [00:35.98]And fill her with the sugar **** [00:37.23]But the same lips give a ***** sugar whits [00:39.26]Give me brain [00:40.03]So intelligent with plenty sense [00:41.35]I took her innocence [00:42.25]Yeah she was turnt out [00:43.37]And by the time [00:44.11]I gave her back she was burnt out [00:45.52]Like the tires on the Huracan [00:47.02]You ain't good Antwan [00:48.27]Or better yet, stay great [00:49.27]We stay puttin' on [00:50.16]You're hotter than July (super hot) [00:52.62]Super colder than December (so cold) [00:55.79]You got me dancin' [00:58.02]The dancefloor tells no lies [01:00.65]Give them something to remember [01:03.87]You got me dancin' [01:06.38]Please don't stop movin' your feet [01:10.23]While the music's hot on that ecstacy [01:14.45]We can dance all night, till we both get weak [01:18.59]Come on, come on [01:23.52]Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan [01:25.20]Out the oven cause we never microwavin' [01:27.39]We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan [01:29.43]And keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J hand [01:31.47]I do not play man [01:32.35]Sure I'll eat your ass up quick [01:33.65]I'm on that boss rap **** [01:34.76]They on that toss salad [01:35.75]Old chick, see the ***** [01:36.76]Follow her and I delete her [01:38.05]I used to have a bench full of *****es [01:39.33]But didn't need 'em [01:40.10]But still fill arenas and killin' the coliseum [01:42.11]ATLiens, they on top of ya human beings [01:44.19]From the mothership, I'm on some other **** [01:46.54]Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86 [01:48.77]But we don't sell ****, we pimp ink pens [01:50.78]To provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin' [01:52.85]What is you drinkin', or better yet [01:54.57]Do you really know the meaning of life [01:55.96]Or are you sleeping [02:13.62]You're hotter than July (super hot) [02:16.02]Super colder than December (so cold) [02:19.48]You got me dancin' [02:21.59]The dancefloor tells no lies [02:24.49]Give them something to remember [02:27.62]You got me dancin' [02:29.40]You're hotter than July (super hot) [02:32.72]Super colder than December (so cold) [02:36.03]You got me dancin' [02:37.95]The dancefloor tells no lies [02:40.53]Give them something to remember [02:43.72]You got me dancin' [02:46.43]Please don't stop movin' your feet [02:53.02]You got me dancin' [02:54.70]We can dance all night [02:56.96]Till we both get weak, come on [03:01.18](You got me dancin') [03:03.14]Morning, we don't stop till the morning [03:10.88]We don't stop, keep it going [03:15.42]We gonna see it through [03:18.02]And the rest is up to you