Take my hand, discoman Are you just a one night stand? Have some fun, jump the gun But what's left when it's all done But who are you taking for
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Disco Man Better to run or else to hide worst in the land Disco Man one night stand Disco Man I can't understand Disco Man Are you ready Are you ready For the disco
, you never ever change And I'm the same way, M.I.A. And me Cool and Dre get high like planes Your man Wale in his own damn lane Can't control the
to get the dough like my man Donald Trump and Set this in motion, jaws in the ocean, if you need a rhyme well, then kid I got the potion Damn Building
m a thug, I'm a killer I'm a drug dealin nigga from the hood, God damnit I'm good I'm out, I swear after this disc I will quit Pun if you listenin God
just another night on the town with the big man money man better than the other man he got the plan with the million dollars don't give a damn
big man, money man, better then the other man He got the plan, with the million dollar give a damn What nobody understands Become a smaller man, the
Same Thang' You redundant, you never ever change And I'm the same way, MIA And me, Cool, and Dre get high like planes Your man Wale in his own damn
nice Homeboys you must admit the best part of each day Is when a beautiful lady comes walkin' your way Females possess that one commodity That no man
show, any tour, we house program Donald-D is who I am, damn Attempt to do this, boy, you're takin' a risk 'Cause my voice sounds doper than a compact disc
to them cats freebasin back in the 80's (C'mon) Disco shit, nigga cock the toast Hi-Tek on the track and we rock with the Ghost [Styles P:] Damn
disco We like pop, we like soul, we like to rock But we never liked disco No we never liked disco No we never liked disco No we never liked disco ...
Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man Just rhymin' over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk, nigga Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink
Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey y'all hey y'all Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw Still
up against your body if you want the taste You can leave your name and number on the sex machine Or better yet the address of the disco scene And I'll
