Blood on the Dance Floor - G.F.A. (feat. JJ Demon, Nick Nasty & Lady Nogrady) | Текст песни

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• Blood on the Dance Floor
• G.F.A. (feat. JJ Demon, Nick Nasty & Lady Nogrady)

It's do or die
And oh I do
I do it big

Dahvie- Slashes
2 stripes for unity
Fight for my people
Like I fight for equality
My home battle team the S.G.T.C.
Haters gonna hate but they know
They can't stop me
Stop and stare
Bitch beware
I don't even fucking care
G.F.A. baby that's why I'm standing here
Just made plenty stacks going up in my career
Like mighty mouse I never had a single fear
Turn your lady to my trick
Watch her wobble on my dick
If titties were poke balls
Mission gotta catch 'em all
Ignorance is what I hate
Your bitch, I'll educate
Tell me how my dick taste
Winning like a sweepstakes

G.F.A. ya everyday
Ya I don't got time to play
Mess with me
Best believe
I'll put you in your fucking grave
Look me up and down bitch
Tell me what the fuck you see
A smile
A face
A spot for the heart
I'm a heartless man
There is a void in me
I'll fake a smile every time
I'll never show a tear
With a G.F.A. on my side
Bitch I'll never show no fear
Cruising down the high way
Beat banging ear to ear
Burning with my boy Andrew
In the u-haul
Stand clear!

Oh oh you can hate me
No oh you don't phase me
You need
A better fuckin' attitude
Party with my family
Got love for my fucking crew
G.F.A. G.F.A.
All day, every day
G.F.A. G.F.A.
Party like a holiday
You need a better fuckin' attitude
G.F.A. G.F.A.
I don't want your drama dude

I fly so high
They call me unidentified
When they look up to the sky
And I see my spaceship ride
We accelerate at the rate
You can not see with eyes
Made your mom turn tricks
Paid to suck dick
Then I got your bitch
A membership
With a club called "Mile High"
Every step you take to me
Steppin' on a land mine
I'm about to blow your brain
Trigger itching' on my nine
Got better things to do with my own time
Got boys in my mouth and titties to sign
I'll giggle while I kill the competition
And all you be trippin'
That smirk on my face ain't funny honey
It's that G.F.A. I'll be representin'

G.F.A.
A double L L D A Y
We stay fly
Scene better and better
An negative energy
At least they try
Reach for the sky
Hands in the air
I love what I see
When I stand in the mirror
Pandemonium
In the land of the fierce
The ghetto in the cans
The fans over here
Were gettin' high
Goes droppin' it low
Gotta let the people know
We're all the rage
We don't worry much
With the prophets though
This songs so thick
They'll think it's a holiday
Imma hit 'em
With a little bit of rhythm
When I got 'em
Imma give 'em what I fuckin' should
Shake it again
Without that gettin'
I gotta tune it my attitude is fuckin' good

Oh oh you can hate me
No oh you don't phase me
You need
A better fuckin' attitude
Party with my family
Got love for my fucking crew
G.F.A. G.F.A.
All day, every day
G.F.A. G.F.A.
Party like a holiday
You need a better fuckin' attitude
G.F.A. G.F.A.
I don't want your drama dude

Do you see, do you see
All the looks I get
Look how many fucks I give
Do you see, do you see
All the looks I get
But I'm flying higher than the presidential jet
You mean sea world by how fucking wet you'll get

B.F.A.
Better fuckin' attitude
B.F.A.
Better fuckin' attitude

Oh oh you can hate me
No oh you don't phase me
You need
A better fuckin' attitude
Party w

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