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Artist/Band:
Blood On The Dance Floor
Lyrics for Song: G.F.A.
Lyrics for Album: All the Rage! [2011]
It's do or die
And uh I do
I do it big!
[Verse 1:]
Slashes - 2 stripes for unity
Fight for my people
Like I fight for equality
My home battle team the S.G.T.C.
Haters gonna hate but they know
They can't stop me
Stop and stare, b*tch beware
I don't even f*cking care
G.F.A. baby that's why I'm standing here
Just made plenty stacks going up in my career
Like mighty mouse I never had a single fear
Turn your lady to my trick
Watch her wobble on my dick
If titties were poke balls
Mission gotta catch 'em all
Ignorance is what I hate
Your b*tch, I'll educate
Tell me how my d*ck taste
Winning like a sweepstakes
[Verse 2:]
G.F.A. ya everyday
They know I ain't got time to play
Now mess with me
Ya best believe
I'll put you in your f*cking grave
Look me up and down b*tch
Tell me what the f*ck you see
A smile, a face, a spot for heart
I'm heartless man
There's a void in me
I'll fake a smile every time
I'll never show a tear
With a G.F.A. on my side
B*tch I'll never show no fear
Cruising down the highway
Beat banging ear to ear
With my boy blue Andrew
In the u-haul, stand clear!
[Chorus:]
Oh-oo you can't hate me
No-oh you don't phase me
You need
A better f*ckin' attitude
Party with my family
Got love for my f*cking crew
G.F.A. G.F.A.
All day everyday
G.F.A. G.F.A.
Party's like a holiday
You need a better f*ckin' attitude
G.F.A. G.F.A.
I don't want your drama dude
[Verse 3:]
I fly so high
They call me unidentified
When they look to the sky
And see my spaceship ride
We accelerate at the rate
You cannot see with eyes
Made your mom turn tricks
Paid to suck dick
Then I got your b*tch
A membership
With a club I called "Mile High"
Every step you take to me
Steppin' on a landmine
I'm about to blow your brain
Trigger itching' on my nine
Got better things to do with my own time
Like boys in my mouth and titties to sign
I'll giggle while I kill the competition
And all you be trippin'
That smirk on my face ain't funny honey
It's that G.F.A. I be representin'
[Verse 4:]
G-F-A A-double-L D-A-Y, everyday we stay fly.
Scene veterans, better than negative energy,
Anyway at least they tried
Reach for the sky! (Hands in the air)
I love what I see when I stand in the mirror
Pandemonium, the Land of the Fierce
You can't hold a candle to fans over here!
We're getting high, girls dropping it low
(Gotta let the people know we're all the rage)
We don't worry much about the profits though,
As long as every day is like a holiday
I'ma hit em with a little bit of rhythm,
When I got em I'ma get em like I f*cking should
JJ Demon with Dahvie and Jay, my attitude is f*cking good!
[Chorus:]
Oh-oo you can't hate me
No-oh you don't phase me
You need
A better f*ckin' attitude
Party with my family
Got love for my f*cking crew
G.F.A. G.F.A.
All day everyday
G.F.A. G.F.A.
Party's like a holiday
You need a better f*ckin' attitude
G.F.A. G.F.A.
I don't want your drama dude
[Bridge:]
Do you see, do you see?
All the looks I get
Look how many f*cks I give
Do you see, do you see?
All the looks I get
But I'm flying higher than the presidential jet
You mean Seaworld by how f*cking wet you'll get
B.F.A. Better F*ckin' Attitude!
B.F.A. Better F*ckin' Attitude!
[Chorus:]
Oh-oo you can't hate me
No-oh you don't phase me
You need
A better f*ckin' attitude
Party with my family
Got love for my f*cking crew
G.F.A. G.F.A.
All day everyday
G.F.A. G.F.A.
Party's like a holiday
You need a better f*ckin' attitude
G.F.A. G.F.A.
I don't want your drama dude
Y'all need to get some better f*ckin' attitudes.
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