You know what I hate/like?
When I’m dancing like
and some creep comes up behind me and dances like
And I turn around like
And he’s like
And I’m like
And I walk away like
And he play’s it off like
and then I see a fine shawdy dancing like
And I’m like
and I go over to him and we start dancing like
and then a bad ass song comes on, and we’re like
And the rejected guy looks at me like
And I’m like
and he’s like
and I’m like
B-Rilliant.
