Vārdi:
The Damned Disco Man

Take my hand, discoman Are you just a one night stand? Have some fun, jump the gun But what's left when it's all done But who are you taking for

Tulkojums: Damned. Disco Man.

Same Thang' You redundant, you never ever change And I'm the same way, MIA And me, Cool, and Dre get high like planes Your man Wale in his own damn

show, any tour, we house program Donald-D is who I am, damn Attempt to do this, boy, you're takin' a risk 'Cause my voice sounds doper than a compact disc

disco We like pop, we like soul, we like to rock But we never liked disco No we never liked disco No we never liked disco No we never liked disco ...

Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey y'all hey y'all Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw Still

props, yo, more than a cop, yo 'Til I master hip hop, I won't stop They say BMW's a black man's wish I wish for an SP-1200 and some discs Negativity

Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure My clan a make me rhyme like d. banner under pressure No surprise, double disc touched five

though I burn baby burn like disco inferno Old school, new school, need to learn though I burn baby burn like disco inferno Old school, new school, need to learn though I burn baby burn like disco