Clownin'

Chorus: When I hit the floor, I'd rather pop lock than dougie But everybody love it! Every-Everybody love it! So on the rare occasion you see me clubbing You're going to see me go wild out in public I'm Clowning (4x) Bro! I get down, baby. I get down I'm Clowning (2x) Verse 1: Fiyablasta I kick in the door, then hit the floor Until it's closed! Need I say more!? (Oh, oh I do...) Give me the microphone I'm a fool with it like toys at the doc office We winning over here, but act like we lost it Moving like a noodle wet, group then we Booty Sweat We ain't Doug E. Fresh, but bet we "The Show" when we doing it I used to move to all the tunes that taught you step 1 and 2 Or reverse it, rehearse it; Perfect! now lean like cursive do But then them lyrics didn't get me in the spirit That's why I don't go clubbing, because I don't want to hear it But when I got to perform, before I don the stage You're going to see me dance Psy; go into Gangnam phase I don't care how I look, just trying to have fun Till my performance is done and then, man, I'm on the run Because Chorus Verse 2: Brail This your favorite song! LMFAO! Man, your taste is gay! And I mean that in a politically correct way Because it sucks; and I meant that in the best way If you into that... Dance circle: I'm about to get up into that They ask first, "Are you still worried about the end of rap?" But for now, bro, I'm turning dance flow to Cinemax. Enjoy the show! It's about a jerk who lost his Halle pop locking, but now he's cranking that Hit that booty dew, lost his swag, but put some stank in that Leg up on the competition; they beneath him on the flow Savior, but they dare not listen so he meets them on the floor Greetings with a beating. Got a beef then be leaving Cause he swing doing he thing if you're green beaned by he thing Unless you're into that... That's where I end my rap (That verse was dumb!) Yea...but I'm kind of into rap Chorus Verse 3: Fiyablasta I'm on my grind all by myself So I tell girls, "I don't need nobody else Unless you'll be my audience. Otherwise, then your body is Doing something beside me, just not foreplay forced upon me, miss." Yes, you're attractive and I like the way you moving But all them actions are creating an illusion And I don't trick so why even start the confusion You'll have to pardon when in the end I'll be refusing So let's just get down to the beat not sheets Cause I'm not playing around even if she's like me Just into dancing, but I ain't taking chances Cause when them hormones going, we know how the night advances (Stop being romantic!) Oh yea, this is my dance hit Ladies, move your feet, umm...and hips Fellas off the wall and move unlike Bernie You heard me kill it, so bring in the gurney CHORUS! Chorus