That's My Shit

Every time I hear "Shawty, Swing My Way", I say that's my shit

From dance tempos to flows smooth as butter pecan

Pecan if you ain't from the South, but anyway, I began

To move my body from side to side

As I let the beat ride, I thought that's my shit

And as the chorus croons into the crevices of my brain

And works its way down to the blood that courses through my veins

I wanna dance! I start to sway my hips

Purse my lips and think, yeah, that's my shit

And as I groove to a classic, the music blasting

A thought comes through quick fast and as it passes

I think of all of the past that happened