up all night! Dance! Dance! Dance! Till the early light! (x2) Dance! Dance! Dance! Till you lose your pants! Dance! Dance! Dance! Till they call the ambulance. (x3) Dance
up" "Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like..." "Break the fuckin breakdown in the working city... yo go get the plates and the gym star" "Yo light that up
play… Get up on the dance floor and now shake your butt, Cause you know you gettin' on with the club slut, You know you like it fast, She left you on
do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round [2nd verse] She
) [Jay-Z] Girl, your so deadly, murder in them clothes, its blood on the dance floor you murdering these hoes, serial killer, you do it every night,
on the left hand side With a sideways smile And I'm always One step from stalling Bad trips can make great stories Dance all night With your ass on fire And your hands up
oddities at odds with us, just what its gotta be Cause we started out cold and it snowballed We froze, soon as we rolled up on these hoes All's we know
what you're sayin') So come on girl come on girl come on Let's Let's Let's Get it on I'm dyin' to get out on the floor I waited long enough; I can
hot thing And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night So bright that you blindin' my sight 'Cuz all I
s kind a fly 'cause So to you people that just holding the walls up You're messing up the party and when I'm getting called up You better get your butt to the floor
secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights but the queerest they ever did see, was that night on the
nights and sleep at the same time I used ta send'em ta stores and make'em rhyme had a seed on the way smoke weed all day thunwas speedage didn't think
in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in You know that chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shakin' what she
they ran She woke up in a alley with a gun in her hand Tupac in lotus form minutes, blood on his hands She woke up on a vessel, the land behind her
a nigga got locked, yeah You brought me clean drawers and socks On the dance floor, tried to sneak in some top It's like my pen be the heart, ink be the blood