Fuck that, nigga, look at her toes, you know you like toes, nigga. Bitches be talkin' too much out here, goddamn, mami, you the one. Nigga, that's that bitch right there, always poppin' off at the mouth.
Hey. little girl get your dancing shoes.. Your gold sation jacket and the silvery blues.. And it'll be alright. dancing on a Saturday night.. . On well the jukebox a' playin' like a one man band..