N-Trance

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Genres:
  • 90s
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  • dance
  • electronica
  • eurodance
  • party
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N-Trance - D.i.s.c.o. lyrics

Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh)

D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.

Once again here to prove who got styles and who got grooves,

who got rhythms that'll make ya move so so rough but silky smooth.

Throw those hands high in the air, disco charge that derriere,

I don't care you don't care there's a party goin' on so let me make it clear,

woo haar hit that disco feel baby baby I'm for real, this roughnecks rockin

on the microphone it's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone,

thats right from the waistline down this might sound cold but pound

for pound from Dover sands to 'Frisco the whole wide world is rockin' to disco

She is D, delirious

She is I, incredible

She is S, superficious

She is C, complicated

She is Ohh-oh-ohh

She is D, desirable

She is I, irresistible

She is S, super sexy

She is C, such a cutie

She is Ohh-oh-ohh

D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.

Hell yeah late one friday night discotheque the vibe was right boy

meets girl, girl meets guy, guy thinks girl is looking fly, staring N-Trance - D.i.s.c.o. - http://motolyrics.com/n-trance/disco-lyrics.html

this baby right between the eyes lays it on she says high girl wants

more but she's shy guy be thinking girl is dry play it cool what the

heck hickies up and down and around my neck but I'm waitin' for a

smoothie and I'm feelin' kind a groovy. Then she says lets break out

and get a take out round my way and we can make out you how it's

about to go, the whole wide world is in tune to my disco.

She is D, disastrous

She is I, impossible

She is S, super special

She is C, crazy crazy

She is Ohh-oh-ohh

She is D, delightful

She is I, incredible

She is S, sensational

She is C, sweet as candy

She is Ohh-oh-ohh

Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S), gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh)

Back up in ya face to make the party wild we pulls another ace in

case you cannot comprehend n-trance and the killer whale be droppin'

bombs again it's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour from my

barbecue big poppy on the solo the whole wide world be rockin' with my disco.

D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.

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