Lyrics:
you make me dance
How sweet it can be, if you make me dance
How long will it last
Maybe if we dance
Aye
I'm loving the way that you move Side to side
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
and your crew bite my style and you play Teddy Rucker man
Timberland on the upper hand
See the future plan is to be the man on the mic, huh
I see for now
this animal yell
Try to beat me, understand you will fail!
In control of all of my dough
Now it's off to the mall I go
You the money really tall I show
weeks
I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
Ringing up Reggie and Potts in a minute
Roll up to your ends, 9 o'clock precisely
And make sure everybody drops in a minute
Man are gonna run like fox in
the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there
that's not debated
Nothing too deep and nothing dense
And all our rhymes make a lot of sense
So move your butt to the cut
Run amok, you're not in a rut
that's not debated
Nothing too deep and nothing dense
And all our rhymes make a lot of sense
So move your butt to the cut
Run amok, you're not in a rut
is gonna rock your mind huh
Flash two times
Beat beat, you in the crew hold it
Why don't you find somebody and party
I like this part
Get down
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
the justice ain't to be did
BEOTCH! You usin too much rid
Now I've been known to break niggas off (off)
Hard type or soft, line 'em up chalk 'em up
with Ket
Just has one request
We've any wheelchair access
He's handicapped
Just let him in
Make that wheelchair spin
Everybody's out to get me,
and pop another hit
I don't give a fuck that you ain't hittin' this
Everybody up in the club is gonna get lit
Whoa, what the fuck is gonna happen to me
a sec, mhmm
Issa threat, mhmm, I’mma make you wish we never fuckin’ met, mhmm
Roll slow, mhmm, like sweat, mhmm
Take a minute to relive it then forget,
guy
This is a party we gonna get busy whether you like it or not
Throw on the funk wanna make sure, that you havin a good time
Now stop actin like
the juice so you tried to take the jar
I feel for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fly-ways
Let me tap in, let me not
Bad lil' bitch my only though
Unlike you I've never flopped
She a queen, she gon' dance
Make everybody her fan
Baddest bitch
you, it ain't about that
Ain't about hip-hop, ain't about rap
Take a minute, hold up, wait now, use your cap
Chicago know I'ma snap
Nah, this ain't
you do ya ohooo...
You make me ohooo... gal
I can't say words
I got the words to say now
Gal come and dance with da rude boy tonight...
Cause...
Mystry
So much food at the table, why you wanna act like Judas?
Everybody puttin' in work and you got bare excuses
But when they call your
make a move without my boy
I wear a bulletproof vest
and watch my back because i'm paranoid
you know the ghetto is a trap
i'm not Tupac
free (no)
That's not the tea, hunty (no ma'am)
So make it rain on me (me)
And I might let you see
What you gonna let them see?
My nails, hair,
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