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Darien Brockington

Two Step Blues Lyrics - Darien Brockington

Let's ride 

Uh, uh, uh, let's ride 

Uh, uh, uh, let's ride 

 

Gonna have a party to release this thing that's on my mind 

Hit the dance floor two step my blues away 

 

Uhh, I'm gettin' tired of the drama 

Boss man said he would fire me 

I told him I would gladly do the honors, so I just quit 

'Cause this work shit got my dreams on pause like a comma 

 

But I'm still six-figure fiendin' 

Bull city leanin' and California dreamin' 

Like The Papas and The Mamas, the stress is toxic 

But thank God a nigga got direct deposit so 

 

I'm a take this check and pay my rent up 

'Cause this weekend I'm goin' out like a soldier 

Put a little somethin' down on the light bill 

Let the cable and the phone bill roll over 

 

As for the rest of my hard earned funds 

I take a hundred dollars, put it all in ones 

And take it to the Shake Club or hit the Elk's Lodge 

With the old folk, let 'em see how it's done 

Let's go 

 

Gonna have a party to release this thing that's on my mind 

Hit the dance floor, two step my blues away 

I've been workin' hard all day, just left my 9 to 5 

Gotta make the money, the money can't buy you no peace of mind 

 

Around 10 I had to get myself together 

I'm doin' nuttin', let me go do somethin' better 

Gettin' tired of layin' around, takin' shots of the Crown 

That's how life gets you down if you let her 

Throw on some Stacy Adams and a sweater 

 

Pull out the new coat with the leather 

I'm headed straight to the Lodge, old school is in charge 

Get your Derby's out with the feather 

Somebody's uncle is the bar now they clever 

 

'Cause he drinkin' all the drinks that he should be givin' out 

Somebody momma up in here, she tryin to turn it out 

When I want to party, this is what I'm talkin' 'bout 

Yeah, you got grown folk dancin' 

 

Maurice White singin', everybody drankin' 

The little cup of that oil ain't ever hurt nobody 

Fo' cups later, life of the party 

Stan play your horn, baby 

 

Uh, for all my steppers 

For all my two steppers 

E'rybody at the supper club, e'rybody at the VFW 

E'rybody at the Elk's Lodge, all the old folk at the lamp pole 

Keep steppin' out, keep steppin' out 

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