Lyrics:
'm disrespectful
I'll walk in Kanye house and
Tell a Yo Mama joke
Fourth grader, hittin' the blunt
Watch how this 9'll smoke
Stomp him in some Adidas and now he
the soul listen to what I tell you it don't matter
Young or old it's time we loc' up and do like we suppose
We killin' each other over this bullshit
passing by so check your man girlfriend
Ain't got time this new designer on me scam girlfriend
Throwing hands wangies only time I dance girlfriend
Damn damn
kissed
My foes livin' senseless
I tell 'em where my mind is and fight club music like the Pixies
Insight, love, true shit, I give thee
This ain't for
Yeah, special dedication
I'm sending this one out to you
And you and you and you
I said to you and you and you
She cold blooded, I love how we
Yeah, special dedication
I'm sending this one out to you
And you and you and you
I said to you and you and you
She cold blooded, I love how we
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you
tracks
Ear to ear I can't have 'cause the fear my peers defamed rap
Now we
Gotta get back to the music
Gotta give back to the youth this product
the kitchen all by myself,
in this picture all by myself damn bitch whooo I love myself
I just want to dance with me forever
Cuz I just wanna dance solo
I
have to say a word
We could just dance
We could just dance
This is your time and moment to let it all out
So catch that feeling, let's go quick right
Oklahoma, shit Serena Williams thick
Off this nine, yeah, whole clip in, but this four-four I gotta get (brrt, brrt)
Head huntin', I could press red
of my eye I swear girl you just too appealing
Know I'm all about my ends, but for us could be a new beginning
So tell me what you feeling
I just wanna
Only the moonlight can see me dance
See my
See my
See my dance
See my
See my
See my dance
Just like I have my reasons
See my dance
See my dance
I want
please just talk to me
Tell me what this is, tell me what's at stake
I know we ain't perfect, but I love you
And you know there's nothing I wouldn't do
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy, Pharrell, Bus
Keith Murray, Redman, hitting that
do
Liking how you dance love the way you move
If you passing by then I'm passing through
We can do it to the morning if you on it
Judging by your body
blown
I could switch it up just like I'm Jon Jones
Make a monument outta my tombstone
I ain't whippin no range this a Bentley
Have the seats always
dance in that pussy, tell me when to go
I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me this bitch about to blow up
Man, don't play
won't go back
I'm already moving by the time that I land
I just wanna see your eyes when you dance
I wish I could see your timeline in advance
So I can
shit by Sunday
I don’t like to share but for you I don’t care,
Come park that shit in this driveway
You got 3 other different bitches
None of them
get extra buzz
Wendy Williams gon' mention how
Upset you was 'Cause when this get spin
You gon' be salty like Pepa was
Hollywood Unlocked, on drop
I
dance?
Can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?
Give in to your intuition
Feel like I could be your vision
Part of your new illusion
No déjà
head, we're on a roll
You suppose it could be (Whoa, oh)
Because she really wants me (Whoa, oh)
With the feelin' that I have I'd like to know, oh
Hey, is this thing on?
I saw him dancing there by the record machine
I knew he must have been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my
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