We Don't Dance / Gbg
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(Hargo Production) (AbzOnTheBeat) (Hargo Production) She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance We dance with smoke When we're doing up Tour de France How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?) We're fuckin' charged Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord" She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance (no) We dance with smoke And we're doing up Tour de France How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? We're fuckin' charged (fuckin' charged) Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord" The wop's got power Let it sing like my gyal in the shower In the pot, make it rock out of the powder If it's beef, get quarter of the pounder Real Brixton, A Towner We make the girls undress, go down us Man's on the ball like rounders Jakes on the case, so they lost and found us Straight cash, no scam though Lick out a two and a bit in the bando Jump out the car with the Rambo They hid in the shop near the Fanta and Tango Man let it clap like a slipper and sandal Came with the steel, leave with the bangles Came with the gang, go at mans angle Bops with the mash, the side of the handles She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance We dance with smoke When we're doing up Tour de France How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?) We're fuckin' charged Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord" She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance (no) We dance with smoke And we're doing up Tour de France How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? We're fuckin' charged (fuckin' charged) Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord" Bad B want a piece of me of course (Me) of course (yes she does) I don't trust her though She moving like she's tryna get me bored I gotta put on my gloves before I touch this I ain't talking 'bout doing my chores (no) Cali in my zoots as well, I'm high, oh Lord About five man in the three door (five) Looking to feed their swords (ugh) Every other day we used to 'round there Until we got bored (true) And then he got bored (real life) Then he got bored (real life) And then to all the other opp blocks we toured (ayy, ayy) That shit was all bait back then (bait) Now shit's all changed (changed) Still catch me on the block on my pushy (why?) Nothin' ain't changed (nope) Still say I got a baby face She try say I ain't aged Bitch, are you mad? Are you fucking cray? She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance We dance with smoke When we're doing up Tour de France How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?) We're fuckin' charged Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord" She wanna dance with the GBGs Honey, we don't dance (no) We dance with smoke And we're doing up Tour de France (Hargo Production) How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? We're fuckin' charged (fuckin' charged) Don't make me laugh We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"
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