paroles de chanson Like I Do (You Should Dance With Me) [feat. Angel Vivaldi] - Angel Vivaldi , Tha Gata Negrra

I need to dance... like, now

Step inside the party
And I'm feelin' naughty
Kitty's out to play
Move aside for me; make way
Got the urge to move my body
Wail to the beat
Got me by the feet
'Scuse me while I rock
Move it back or ya might get shocked
Gotta crave for a local god
He's the one, down with gettin' it done
Looking so delectable
I'm the chyck he wants to pull
Random chyck is throwin'
Hate on me
Cuz she wanna be
With him; but I done caught his eye
Check what I said when I stepped to his side:

She can't shake her hips like I do
(No, she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
(No, she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

Grab your pants, time to dance
Random chyck ain't gotta chance
Cuz you and I speak flow
Make that phunky count; let's go
Got the urge to make you want me
Cuz I can do that
Got moves like a cat
Original rockin' your spot I
Got your eyes my local god
Right on me, where they ought to be
Cuz chyck over there can't hang
Brought her girls but I brought my game
I see you love to play so dirty
Keep so clean, yet still make a scene
I know you won't forget
But I'ma say it again: foxy boy I bet

She can't shake her hips like I do
(No she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
(No, she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

(Oh, no she didn't!) 'Course I did
Gypsies get it in ya dig
If you ain't snatching up the kid
Then I'm the one he's leaving with
Think he'd rather go with me anyway
I gotta strong campaign
Like strawberries and cold champagne
Intoxicating; simple, plain
Hips to the left--hot to death
Then to the right; he's mine all night
And watch out if I bounce
Ooh, local god done pounced
Hey gooey, take me back on the floor right now
Leave 'em wonderin' how
You and me became us
It ain't hard; we know it's just because

She can't shake her hips like I do
(No she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
(No, she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
(I bet she can't)
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
Can't shake her hips like I do
(No, she can't)
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me