Lyrics

[Part I: Occult Culture / Slam the Door] Pocket look like I got tax money Bank look like I'm doing wire fraud Take it out the closet and put it on I got shorts at my short bitch house Timbs at my New York bitch house I got steak at my Texas bitch house Bitch got three titties from Ohio We in Cincinnati, then we in Cleveland White bitch love messy, say she need it Get that ketamine out my freezer I let her ball out at Walmart I let her ball out Forever 21 Bitch talking 'bout she thirty seven How you shop at Forever 21 Been twenty years since you was twenty one [Drop] Don't slam the fucking door [Instrumental Break] [Drop] Shit Don't slam the fucking door Shit [Part II: Club classics (Petal Supply's 'Dance All Night' Mix)] [Intro] (Put your hands up and dance) (Yeah, I'm gonna dance all night, that's right) (All night) (Never gonna stop till the morning light) (Put your hands up and dance) (Yeah, I'm gonna dance all night, that's right) (All night) (Never gonna stop till the morning light) (Put your hands up and dance) (Yeah, I'm gonna dance all night, that's right) (All night) (Never gonna stop till the morning light) (Put your hands up and dance) (Yeah, I'm gonna dance all night, that's right) (All night) (Never gonna stop till the morning light)