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Shawty do you wanna dance with a nigga like me



Don't fight it

(You got to feel it feel it)



You better get on up

And get that groove

You know what baby
I like the way you move

Ya do the thing

secrets locked away and put up on the shelf
I keep your picture in my wallet so it's just you and wealth
Summer shawty do her dance cuz she got hella ass
I

dance
The I do's and the I love you's

But I got the long fights
The crying all through the night
Cursing and screaming
God I hate the feeling
What she

Welcome to AWAKE, a Going Bare Music presentation by GoodxJ
I'm awake at night creating when everyone is sleeping
And also during the day
When they

Ever try to take me
Aim this bitch at ya jaws
Be coolin by my lonely
I ain't got no chill at all
Choppa make him dance
Mardi Gras Ball
Short stack shawty

tryn'a get muller by any means
I ain't gonna stop
Till i start brush my tooth with Hennessy
I talk to music everyday like a therapist
I'm the reason my

out on the dance floor. Plus they mixing Yack with the cranberry juice. My people by the bar tryna cut loose.
And they playing our song, they’re playing

Teleporting through ya ears we don't hustle with fear
The M6 do the shuffle while im switching the gears
In my world ain't no limit Master P is

out on the dance floor. Plus they mixing Yack with the cranberry juice. My people by the bar tryna cut loose.
And they playing our song, they’re playing

On some black ass shit
Finna zoom zoom
On some fast ass shit
I'ma do my dance like NSYNC
Still got hands nigga tempt me
Golf Wang vans 2015
Then I graduated

we in the bed she be doing her dance
She do it so good it might put me in a trance 
Only got one night then I'm back on a flight 
you ain't even gotta

Looking back I was everything
Looking back I was never intimidated by settling
Everything wasn't everything
Everything was a saying and
Looking back

to the point Im asking
Do I want a life where there is no concealing?
I know every job got its pros and the cons 
But like really come on, aint no job

The farces of our living being dictated by business
Too obsessed with our dreams, too aware of the cliches
There's way too many memes, frappuccinos, free beat

the flick called Juice
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex the hoochie like

An angel staring back at me
Sippin at the bar Bacardi and coke
Attention switches direction 
To the dance floor
Perfection intercepted by a clown with no

Spitfire 
VVs yea my neck wet
40 make you two step 
Rich nigga just do rap 
Ratchet pussy love that 
Suck dick throw it back 
Knock off ya lash 
Make you

my bitch just might kill again
Pray to God by the night sin again, (yea)
I’m giving you life anything
Off the wall like Mike do ya dance
I’m paying

What You See In Me? (Prod. By Jaguarclaw)

WHERE TF IS MY MOTHERFUCKING ASHTRAY
I aint smoke in many years but i’m back today
I aint spose to party

getting zero
Help watching momma raise kids by herself
I don't care
But why you even left
Calling ain't enough
Just call me when you can pick up
You took

becoming a slave
And the spirits above help us paving our way
Cause I really feel pain
Every day it’s insane
But the dance floor just takes it away
No more I

Can't stop this stupid shit just doin it
But i am not an addict it just depends who i do it with
With my friends i classify that as hangin out
But by

the bank teller bitch dont call me, (don't do it) 

Posted in the wind, by the ocean wit the rastas, 
Do it for my niggas tryna get it out the bottom (Off