Lyrics:
I love it when you talk like that
Who would've thought this all started at a little kickback
I got a girl so these folks cannot know
Keep it low fuck
kids, bitch
Don't call me honey (Call me honey)
Don't come with me, girl, I
Know you love money, ayy
(Bang bang)
All this weed I smoke I think I'm Bob
Would you dance with me?
Shawty don't you be shy
Would you wine on me ?
Step by step by step
Left to the right
Up and down we do it right
Step by
And this leaves me awake at night -
I lose sleep over that
Oh, alright, listen BoB once and for all
The Earth looks flat because
1) you're not far enough
been in a fix
She cared for us like mammy's do
Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you know what went on at the still?
Joe Wilson is dying, Tom
your job
But you're gettin' on my nerves, just like Bob
Every time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers what to do
You lock me up cause
to this, dance to this, dance to this
Who, me? (We got ways to make you move)
Go girl, go girl
Do anything you like, girl (do anything you like, girl)
star it be launching
The stars not far when I own every function
And the moon passing by
Just in case if you watching
And tell me did you like
When I
but, built up not that nice fighter
I'm the champ, but still I'm the number 1 contender
You the chump, more like the number 1 pretender
Don't call me by
against demonstrators..."
"They called me a mother -(bleeped out)-ing so-and-so...and a white
facist...like they said, 'you're getting some of your own
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
the bob their heads
Vibe with you, put up their hands
These ain't your fans
So come hard enough to make your haters stand, dance, and clap their hands
candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
Now just imagine me nude, stretched out
I'll be all over the news if this gets out
off that MD and Boone's Farm
My mama always said this would cause you harm
My nigga roger said, homie we just do this shit for fun
And I, I pause.
you are my fantasy
Just think of what we'd be, don't be afraid of me
Come on and dance
Felt like I was living in a dream
Everybody ordered them a drink
your Mrs. then I pass out, nigga
I treat this shit like it's my last dance
So I should perform this in a 3-piece with a jazz band
Blazing fire like I
your dance on TikTok
Like you love yourself a lot
Be the star with a heart
Even when you’re not
It’s gonna be a bumpy road
But we all know that
the house that we dance in
Do a little dance y'all (like this y'all, like that y'all)
Feel the groove (I feel it, I feel it now)
Make a little love now
And we make ’em lose yo’ mind
Everything will be just fine
If you fall into this groove
Yeah, we make ‘em dance
And we make ’em lose yo’ mind
Everything
on my yoga I've been working on my raps
I saw too many things there isn't no going back
At this point I don't give a fuck how you really feel
Sold your
dawg some brain,you had a different schedule
Ain't know I'll pop this big thats 40 racks or better
Street lights, my gang up under them
Step on shit, bob
the sanitizer? (Jheeze)
Just flutter by, he said "Giggs can you handle this?"
He said "Float like a butterfly"
I bring truth, but they love a lie
Plans, I'm
and
Need them rubber bands
Now I'm like, damn girl
You should've said so
What you think I'm stacking these 1's for?
Get your ass on that dance floor
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