Und der DJ spielte einfach nur dies: [Refrain] Er sagte: Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance! Und alle fingen an zu tanzen! Er sagte: Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance
gusta zingar Y lo hace por vacilar A ella le gusta zingar, le gusta zingar Y lo hace por vacilar DJ Blass! Este es el mundo de Plan B! DJ Blass, el demente
Перевод: Plan B. Красивый танец.
ya ya ya she bad Where you been all my life? You got some junk in your trunk Why you built up You got a big b-dunk-a-dunk You're the bad mama-jama You
Suh weh yuh do... (Gi dem di dance..bus di dance...gi dem di dance..bus di dance...) From you a bun a Fassy hole can I get a f*ck you Let mi get umhhh
said he knew he didn't stand a chance You stood still while my song played and his came on and you did his dance You kept begging me for romance, I
re movin’ Don’t wanna step to me Unless you plan on losin’ Not here to brag Not here for thrills I'm here to battle, baby I dance to kill B Verse 1:
like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase
Bump, bump, bump The way you throwin' that thing at me, I can take it (Yeah, its bad boy baby, check this out They call me Diddy) Uh, dance for nothin' mami, plans
broccoli and now look at me i'm as strong as can be so put some spice in my sauce honey in my tea an ace up my sleeve and a slinky plan b and most importantly
's thursday night and the night is young, 4-day weekend tryin to have some fun, DJ throw 'em up, drop them joints, kuz everybody's been waitin' to dance and make noise, B
in the coupe and just shoot for the night She was dancing in the club with her pumps in her hand Trying to tell her that The Trump was the plan Trying
game You other just beginners In my d-oy stancebout To pop a rubber band Fuck that fighting in the club You nigga fuckin' up my plans I'm tryna get a dance
