Tekst:
Belly Dancing Gold

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girl he met last week But let him dance in the corner He damn near sleep, peep Jay's little hoe was from Texas She was sweatin' his gold Layin' him back

, now who you be? The one who's on the dance floor Sex gon' be one of the mass hoes Freak on a bad hoe, you could really wanna flash gold Turn a hater

gold chain, silver When will the innocent stop being punished for their innocence When will the innocent stop being punished for their innocence You see as to how wi get this riddim yah Fe dance

While they dance on Indian carpet Come on, uh Let's get 'em started While they dance on Indian carpet Niggas act retarded While they dance on Indian

Listen close you can learn from it, it's real black Gangsta shit makes the world rotate If eight was all make a nigga wanna gain some weight Fat belly

don't stop the grass from turnin red Her hair was half perm, half dread We gave up walking in a past-life and so we dance Arms wrapped around my breath

throughout the night like [Chorus: Static] Let's get 'em started While they dance on, Indian Carpet C'mon, uh Niggas act retarded While they dance