RUMI'S DANCE
It's been almost seven months now
Since the death of a young woman in police custody
Sparked the biggest anti-regime protests in Iran
Deliberate poisoning of hundreds of schoolgirls
Refusal to stop dancing led her into exile
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
Officer, who do I call? I caught one of you stealing something
Can't tell me, can't tell me shit, uh
I do not care what you think, uh
I do not care what you say, uh
Somebody catching a stray, uh, uh (okay)
You can't tell me shit, uh
Saint Laurent hypocrite lens
Mr. Mullah you driving a Benz, uh (okay)
While people, they diving in bins
Ooh, I might just fuck up my mood, uh
I might just break out a tool, uh
Sticks and stones and blicks ain't shit
When you ain't got shit to lose, uh
I might just roll up the flag, yeah (flag)
Smoke it and do a little dance, yeah
Smoke it and do a lil (somebody catching a stray)
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (Vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
You know, in my 67 years of life
I've never met a gardener that poisons his own flowers
Poison the flowers
I threw a wish in the fountain
I'ma need that shit back, though
I'ma go back in an hour
All of this money is worthless
Cleric's bitch got a Birkin (bag)
New titties, she put work in
And on the gram, she be twerking (ah mashallah)
But whoa
Daughter's brand new Porsche (huh)
Got it from the Lord (huh)
The Lord took it from me
So now I'm taking more (gimme that)
Just G checked the cleric
There's things he can't afford
I didn't break in his house
God opened this door
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son (millies son)
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
Officer, who do I call?
I caught one of you stealing something (vay Naghi)
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Bros Hello Kitty's biggest opp
Bullets on the rhythm and we drop
God used to be ours
Who gave you the power
Poison only flowers that he's got
Vay Naghi
Since the death of a young woman in police custody
Sparked the biggest anti-regime protests in Iran
Deliberate poisoning of hundreds of schoolgirls
Refusal to stop dancing led her into exile
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
Officer, who do I call? I caught one of you stealing something
Can't tell me, can't tell me shit, uh
I do not care what you think, uh
I do not care what you say, uh
Somebody catching a stray, uh, uh (okay)
You can't tell me shit, uh
Saint Laurent hypocrite lens
Mr. Mullah you driving a Benz, uh (okay)
While people, they diving in bins
Ooh, I might just fuck up my mood, uh
I might just break out a tool, uh
Sticks and stones and blicks ain't shit
When you ain't got shit to lose, uh
I might just roll up the flag, yeah (flag)
Smoke it and do a little dance, yeah
Smoke it and do a lil (somebody catching a stray)
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (Vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
You know, in my 67 years of life
I've never met a gardener that poisons his own flowers
Poison the flowers
I threw a wish in the fountain
I'ma need that shit back, though
I'ma go back in an hour
All of this money is worthless
Cleric's bitch got a Birkin (bag)
New titties, she put work in
And on the gram, she be twerking (ah mashallah)
But whoa
Daughter's brand new Porsche (huh)
Got it from the Lord (huh)
The Lord took it from me
So now I'm taking more (gimme that)
Just G checked the cleric
There's things he can't afford
I didn't break in his house
God opened this door
Three, five, fifty sum
We getting millies son (millies son)
Shit can't buy me bubblegum I'm feeling silly son (so silly)
Really it's really something (vay Naghi)
In my feelings feel like killing something
Officer, who do I call?
I caught one of you stealing something (vay Naghi)
Dancin'
Movin'
Goin'
Stupid
Dancin'
Movin'
Bros Hello Kitty's biggest opp
Bullets on the rhythm and we drop
God used to be ours
Who gave you the power
Poison only flowers that he's got
Vay Naghi
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Writer(s): Sina Darvishi Darvishi
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