Also called the Kazotsky Kick, is a dance from Valve's game Team Fortress 2, and because of the music with it, it's also related with Russian culture.
It's basically where you kinda squat and kick your legs while doing some things with your hands or just leaving your arms crossed.
It's basically where you kinda squat and kick your legs while doing some things with your hands or just leaving your arms crossed.
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Get the Cuban porcupine dance mug.When the mandem link up in a gaff after the shisha spot shuts and someone (usually Satti) brings out a 2kg Lurpak like it’s holy prasad. Next ting you know, Sunny’s slipping about in his socks, Deepa is bare chest doing downward dog, and Choda’s got more butter on his bunda than on naan bread. The “dance” bit is just everyone sliding, grinding, and trying not to mash their head on the radiator while chanting like it’s some tantric temple sesh.
Fam, last night was mad… we ended up doing the Tibetan Butter Dance at Choda's. Man’s living room still smells like ghee and shame.
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(noun)
A forbidden sex ritual at a Tibetan Air bnb where lube is replaced with Yak butter, and dignity doesn’t survive the night. Starts when one wasteman (usually Choda) melts down half a kilo, pours it over his own crack, and slaps his cheeks until they glisten like naan fresh out the tandoor. Harps then slips three fingers in, stirs like he’s churning ghee, and yanks his wrist like he’s starting a lawnmower. Manvir’s got Choda folded into a full lotus, ankles pinned behind his ears, while Gurdeep’s raw-dogging him so hard the butter literally squirts back out like a busted croissant.
The “dance” part? That’s when they’re all sliding around on the kitchen tiles, cocks out, losing balance, slipping in the butter and still somehow managing to keep fucking. By the end, the room smells like rancid dairy and regret, Choda’s hole looks like it just did a pilgrimage, and Harps is licking his butter-coated fingers swearing it “tastes spiritual.”
(noun)
A forbidden sex ritual at a Tibetan Air bnb where lube is replaced with Yak butter, and dignity doesn’t survive the night. Starts when one wasteman (usually Choda) melts down half a kilo, pours it over his own crack, and slaps his cheeks until they glisten like naan fresh out the tandoor. Harps then slips three fingers in, stirs like he’s churning ghee, and yanks his wrist like he’s starting a lawnmower. Manvir’s got Choda folded into a full lotus, ankles pinned behind his ears, while Gurdeep’s raw-dogging him so hard the butter literally squirts back out like a busted croissant.
The “dance” part? That’s when they’re all sliding around on the kitchen tiles, cocks out, losing balance, slipping in the butter and still somehow managing to keep fucking. By the end, the room smells like rancid dairy and regret, Choda’s hole looks like it just did a pilgrimage, and Harps is licking his butter-coated fingers swearing it “tastes spiritual.”
Example in a sentence:
“Fam, I thought it was just gonna be a cheeky threesome, but ten minutes later I’m arse-deep in butter, Choda’s screaming in tongues, Harps is slip-n-sliding on his belly with his cock like a hockey stick, and Dhunna’s licking greasy finger-holes like it’s a Domino’s garlic dip — full Tibetan Butter Dance, bruv.”
“Fam, I thought it was just gonna be a cheeky threesome, but ten minutes later I’m arse-deep in butter, Choda’s screaming in tongues, Harps is slip-n-sliding on his belly with his cock like a hockey stick, and Dhunna’s licking greasy finger-holes like it’s a Domino’s garlic dip — full Tibetan Butter Dance, bruv.”
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Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (Yo)
Verse 1
I'm lookin' at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper thing, aren't ya?
Probably thinking you'll get slapped so dang hard, ya
Won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya?
Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster
The police constantly bugging you non-stop
I walk up on ya, “Well, hello, Tonya
I think you got your OnStar button inside your car stuck
You out of gas? Do you got a flat?
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat
I got your back, why don't you put your laundry baskets in the back
And sit up front? I'm not asking, it's a trap
You just got jacked and body snatched, and it's a wrap
In broad day, and no mask for this attack
I heard 'em say, "Exact opposites attract"
If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get you back, come on"
Chorus
Yeah, baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl, shake that ass, you ain't never gonna break that glass
That windshield's too strong for you
I said, "Yeah, baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You're sexy little thing, show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you crying to me?" Same song and dance
Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (Yo)
Verse 1
I'm lookin' at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper thing, aren't ya?
Probably thinking you'll get slapped so dang hard, ya
Won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya?
Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster
The police constantly bugging you non-stop
I walk up on ya, “Well, hello, Tonya
I think you got your OnStar button inside your car stuck
You out of gas? Do you got a flat?
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat
I got your back, why don't you put your laundry baskets in the back
And sit up front? I'm not asking, it's a trap
You just got jacked and body snatched, and it's a wrap
In broad day, and no mask for this attack
I heard 'em say, "Exact opposites attract"
If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get you back, come on"
Chorus
Yeah, baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl, shake that ass, you ain't never gonna break that glass
That windshield's too strong for you
I said, "Yeah, baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You're sexy little thing, show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you crying to me?" Same song and dance
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