Texty piesní Blood On The Dance Floor

Blood On The Dance Floor

Lookin' Hot Dangerous!

Fasten your seat belts, It's gonna be a bumpy ride

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

Cut to the chase, come get a taste, I'll tell a bitch straight to the face

Hey, Li'l Kim get on my nuts, this flow that I spill will make you blush

Up and down and up, up, up, suck me til I b, b, bust

Triple "X" like Ven Dee, rocking in my fendi

Money, bitches, sex and fame, I'll teach you how to run this game

Katy Perry's on my pole, that bitch gets hot then she gets cold

Can't catch me I'm at the top, smoke 'em dead, I'm cream of the crop

Party on dudes, girls sending nudes, I just sucked your girlfriends boobs

Jet black diamond hair, people stare, I don't care

Wanna taste? Sure I'll share, gotta be big, I'll take you there

Glammed up, fabulous, looking hot, dangerous

So vicious, delicious, I got you fucking like it's fitness

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

You must be out your mind, slap it up and give me high five

I'm getting rich, I'm getting fit, you can suck my lollipop stick

I'll throw a dildo in grave, party up and start a rave

Grab your drinks and score your drugs, pimp your momma at the club

You know you want my taste

Stand up; congratulate

It's not about the money, It's all about our fans

You made us who we are, our love goes epic far

Jet black diamond hair, people stare, I don't care

Wanna taste? Sure I'll share, gotta be big, I'll take you there

Glammed up, fabulous, looking hot, dangerous

So vicious, delicious, I got you fucking like it's fitness

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

The freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages

The rogues, the rebels, the dissident devils

The artists, the martyrs and all the fire starters

Break free from this hell, stand up and rebel

Be proud of being different, speak loud and admit it

Look hot and dangerous, be strong or you'll get dissed

Don't ever forget; haters make us famous

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck

What? What? What? What?

Throw it up, throw up it

Just don't give a fuck