[Verse]Niggas still ain't fuckin' with Hollywood Court'Cause they fuckin' wit' ya boiElike the Hollywood doughEverything big, no comin' up shortJack the buzzer beater up, all net, half courtThe game winning shot, your name sayin', notThat same skinny thot you got, she be in and outShe never spit it out either, we call her Poke-mouthBig mouth bad, start to smash that assI build a bear before I build a bitchI take her to the mall andEfill her with the sugar dickWith the same lips give a nigga sugar whitsGive me brain, so intelligent with plenty senseI took her innocence, yeah she was turnt outAnd by the time I gave her back she was burnt outLike the tires on the Huracan, you ain't good AntwanOr better yet, stay great, we stay puttin' on[Chorus]You're hotter than July (super hot)Super colder than December (so cold)You got me dancin'The dancefloor tells no liesGive them something to rememberYou got me dancin'[Post-Chorus]Please don't stop movin' your feetWhile the music's hot on that ecstacyWe can dance all night, till we both get weakCome on, come on[Verse]Stayin' fresh that's the gameplanOut the oven cause we never microwavin'We break it up like the smile of Michael StrahanAnd keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J handI do not play man, sure I'll eat your ass up quickI'm on that boss rap shit, they on that toss saladOld chick, I sees ya nigga and I delete herI used to have a benchEfull of bitches but didn't need 'emBut still fill arenas and killin' the coliseumATLiens, they on top of ya human beingsFrom the mothership, I'm on some other shitLowkey like the blow soul back in '86But we don't sell dope, we pimp ink pensTo provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin'What is you drinkin', or better yetDo you really know the meaning of lifeor are you sleeping[Chorus][Post-Chorus]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')[Outro]Morning, we don't stop till the morningWe don't stop, keep it goingWe gonna see it throughAnd the rest is up to you
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[Verse]
Niggas still ain't fuckin' with Hollywood Court
'Cause they fuckin' wit' ya boi
E
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 bitch
I take her to the mall and
E
fill her with the sugar dick
With the same lips give a nigga 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
[Chorus]
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'
[Post-Chorus]
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
[Verse]
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 shit, they on that toss salad
Old chick, I sees ya nigga and I delete her
I used to have a bench
E
full of bitches 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 shit
Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86
But we don't sell dope, 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
[Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
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')
[Outro]
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
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