Testo My Salsa - D12
Testo della canzone My Salsa (D12), tratta dall'album D12 Forever (Vol. 1)
Yo we back in effect (What up?)
Dining and dashing with no assistance
In the lab with the tech
Mashing your set, I can spaz any sec (Yeah)
Eating good but they never pass me the check (Nah)
I'm classy and fresh, still clash with the best (Uh huh)
So we crash through the front door
And smash through the deck (Oh shit)
Nodding off playing jazz on cassette (You mean rap?)
Fuck rap, I want cash and respect
Ever since I put that little knife on slay (Uh huh)
She gets naughty every time the lights go down (Stupid)
Look I just came to have a good time and dance
Your girl look good so I took time to glance
Said she heard of the game but give mine a chance
A B-boy with a lit cook kinda stance
Bet you never did it big with a guy like me
We connect with everyone like the Wi-Fi free (Let's go)
We know what you been missing
Don't fret we're on our way
They say we just don't listen
When you mad it makes our day
Now what the hell are y'all talking 'bout?
Let's get up and let's all get down
Grab your partner and start the salsa
Then spin 'em around 'cause we back in town
MC V-A-Y
Life of the party
If it ain't lit then I spike the Bacardi
Find a private room just to vibe with your auntie
Yeah I'm for the streets so I like everybody
Sike, I'm too picky, too selective
I fight and kick ass, show 'em my shoe collection
While locked up I gained a new perspective
Learned to duck the law by watching True Detective
Listen mingle, D12 is in here
Your mom know it's us 'cause she smells the gin near
Hungover and the details are unclear
About last night but we survived so let's cheer
Living dangerous, I grabbed your girlfriend
Show her Detroit dances, boss up and all clean
We in sync, got her body swirling
Even gave her a pair of buffs to twirl in (Let's go)
We know what you been missing
Don't fret we're on our way
They say we just don't listen
When you mad it makes our day
Now what the hell are y'all talking 'bout?
Let's get up and let's all get down
Grab your partner and start the salsa
Then spin 'em around 'cause we back in town
Damn girl you know you look so fine
You look like good food that's cooked no swine
Hookah and vape and some wine
(Papi you okay?) Don't pay me no mind
Just, just pace it
Please put down the vape pen, I can't take it
My lungs won't make it
Back to the song, we gotcha like a pair of maracas
Grab your partner, just start shaking
We know what you been missing
Don't fret we're on our way
They say we just don't listen
When you mad it makes our day
Now what the hell are y'all talking 'bout?
Let's get up and let's all get down
Grab your partner and start the salsa
Then spin 'em around 'cause we back in town
Quick quick slow, quick quick slow
Back break up and around we go
Quick quick slow, quick quick slow
Back break loop now hit the floor
Fellas work it out, work it out
We done changed the whole dance by word of mouth
Ladies twerk it out, twerk it out
We done changed the whole dance by word of mouth
So let's go
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Writer(s): Ondre Moore, Von Carlisle
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