let me in this bitch let me get some change then man fuck this dress code bitch i can dance motherfucker i can dance i m on crack walkin alleyways downtown people drop change so i m checkin the ground behind the nightclub i can hear the bump outside i hear em laughin and drinkin and dancin gettin live and i m lonely graspin on my 55 cent i don t know where my meds went they been spent and i m bent i don t remember yesterday at all i m barkin at the moon as i m pissin on the wall people grippin new cars checkin out a few bars they see me comin side step a few yards i m like a bad man holdin out my crusty ass hand scoldin an imaginary friend i m scary and i m blackin out just about to lose all hope i was peerin through the window of a nightclub scopin and there she was everything i planned for on the spotlight on the dance floor gravitatin she kept her rhythm her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some more she s groovy she made me happy i tried to refrain i walk on but then i run right back i m at it again she s callin i ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle carjacked a minivan and punched full throttle right back to the spot then i waited to get her but when she came out she had a bitch boy wit her no problem hit the pipe and follow em home and my imaginary friend gon have to leave me alone cause it s really goin down i feel it pullin me down knowin i m a wicked clown i gotta throw it down she pulled in her and her fuck ass strolled in i hit the pipe again and hop out the stolen jumpin through backyards clumsy and trippin it don t matter when your goal is a throat slittin and the way she danced lit flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games i m on the side of her house lookin in through the back den and there she was again wit him dancin  she kept her rhythm her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some more she s groovy she made me happy i tried to refrain i walk on but then i run right back i m at it again she s callin i walked right in through the front door unlocked no gun cocked cinder block clown paint i came here to dance boogie mhm ahh and maybe tap a little nookie i m creepin music bumpin in the back i m down the hallway hidin behind the coat rack and here come the punk fuck to get champagne i take the rock and pop him wit the damn thing hit him in the back of the head he dropped the wine but i caught it in time i had to take his life wit a steak knife i washed it and put it back i m keepin the place nice i m comin bitch you want to olive or somethin i m fuckin straight up the streets but i m down wit some frontin i want to tango but instead i m still outside the club and it s all in my head she kept her rhythm her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some more she s groovy she made me happy i tried to refrain i walk home but then i run right back i m at it again she s callin 