Letras

Ladies and gentlemen I want everybody to open up your Discotex, Yah! Discotex, Yah! Discotex, Yah! (Discotex, Yah!) (All right) Now tell me you motherfuckers out there're probably feeling guilty But we don't want you to feel guilty Because god is everywhere with the bitches, man No god no bitch, no bitch no god No god In the beginning god created what? Discotex, Yah! God created what? Discotex, Yah! Discotex, Yah! Discotex, Yah! God created what? Discote- discote- discote- discote- Di-i-isco-o-ote-ex, Ya-ah! Discotex, Yah! Now, I want you to open up your disco bible. Your Discotex, Yah! All right God made the bitches, yah He had to make the bitches Because the bitches had to make other bastards & bitches And we're here together And all of us are made by these motherfuckers Now, are you ready, motherfuckers To walk out on the floor now, and start to dance To dance In the beginning, god created what? Discotex, discotex Discotex, Yah! God created what? Discote- discote- discote- discote- Di-i-isco-o-ote-ex, Ya-ah! (Discotex, Yah!) Di-i-isco-o-ote-ex, Ya-ah! ìì
Writer(s): Pieter C. Piet Souer, Martinus Fr Martin Duiser, Gregory E. Elias, Jaco Van Rijswijk, Frank Joseph J. Van Herwegen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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