Supa Dups - k** Di Dance (Kopa Riddim) lyrics

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Supa Dups - k** Di Dance (Kopa Riddim) lyrics

[Intro: Akon (Kardinal Offishall)] Akon and... (Cho! Must be Kardinal) (J.A.) yea! (T Dot) oh! (New York) yea! (Puerto Rico) oh! (England) yea! (Germany) oh! (All dem Japanese then too, cho!) [Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall] Ayo! B-Boy stance in the dance so we sa-y (Uh-huh) Mr. Kardinal don't know or don't pl-ay (Uh-huh) Hafta bust a nut every d-ay (Uh-huh) We don't mix up wit no f*ggot or ga-y (Let's go!) Bust two shots in the air ok-ay Bun up everything from here to Mo B-ay Cool yuh perform nuh bodda wit di lay l-ay Bun up di whole T Dot inna di pl-ace Still wit di girls better watch your f-ace (Uh-huh) Gal steppin' out we have to deal wit di ca-se (Uh-huh) Bad boy Kardi now front of di ra-ce (Uh-huh) Love all mi gals in the black la-ce This just a small thing one little ta-ste Take a little sample no time to wa-ste Mix up the treble and turn up the b-a** Mister celebrity face let's go! [Chorus: Akon (Kardinal Offishall)] We k**ed the dance again Mash up the place and it's a memory Control the spot like some big time bad boy (T Dot! Black chains!) Ohhhhhhhh hey! [Verse 2: Akon] Represent Konvict Muzik Akon (Who dat?) A.K Recognize boy we don't play Do it like this each and every day (Uh-huh) So please stay in your place Hate to find you with no face Better yet gone with no trace In other words please don't start no beef Now sip on your Chardonnay Get the girls tipsy and fade away I can tell that you wanna play It's written all over your face From here it's back to the block (Uh-huh) Hopefully not back to the Glock (Uh-huh) Gotta make up for one that you copped But don't get popped by them crooked-a** cops (noo) [Chorus: Akon (Kardinal Offishall)] We k**ed the dance again (Black chains!) Mash up the place and it's a memory (Black chains!) Control the spot like some big time bad boy (C'mon you don't know already okay?) Ohhhhhhhh hey! [Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall) Hey yo light up the place when the whole place sh-ine Let me somethin' girl (Whine girl whine) Look you're own gal nobody touch m-ine Everybody show me a sign Are you a Scorpio? (No) Taurus? (Yea) Middle finger up real high in the air Look at your gal like you just don't care Brush dat boy if he can't stop stare Throw out your Pumas or your Nike Air It's not really my business what you wear Show me your cellular mi know dat you're bare Whether your G-string or you're skin bare Eat up your heart and come follow m-e Mr. Kardinal in the place to b-e Hair stay nice and your part cool-ie Huh, bust di dance and let me s-ee, Kardi [Chorus: Akon] We k**ed the dance again Mash up the place and it's a memory Control the spot like some big time bad boy (C'mon you don't know already okay?) Ohhhhhhhh hey! We k**ed the dance again Mash up the place and it's a memory Control the spot like some big time bad boy

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