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Dance Moves
by Cheebo Sims
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Free Jigg by the way
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too We gon' run it up til it's ran through
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up til its ran through
Big Cous got me, you can't stop me. Beat a nigga ass, got me feelin' like Rocky
Bivo Lottie , I'm lovin' her body
Slidin' in the DM's, knowin' that she might screen shot me
While I smoke this wood, girl, you gotta top me up
That is what that mouth is for
Pussy on Tsunami high, you got that Ill nanny huh
Come here, little mami, I wanna put it up your spine
Fe fi fo fum, I'm a little nigga, shit, here I come Put my foot up on they necks
My bag like Bowflex, Throw my nigga a bone and I bet he go fetch
I don't like your tone, better lower your breath
Don't trust niggas at all, you catch me by myself
Can't help you out, dawg, I'm just buildin' my wealth
Don't need rappers at all, I can feature myself
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up till it's ran through
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up till it's ran through
Bet 10 and 4 hit my point and start dancin'
No bitch, or no ho get my point, understand it
I'll go to war behind some shit that my mans did
He up and you not, how the fuck he your mans did
Never need no nigga, make swiss cheese out of niggas
I bleed and you bleed, so it's you or me, little nigga
I might tax him, he don't know nothing
Pussies up the mag on bro and they ain't blow nothin'
When I catch em out, I'ma score somethin'
Why you keep that boy around if he told somethin'
If shit ever goes down, he gon' fold on you
The bag is all gone, got another on standby
How can I go wrong, and I got a plan now,
When Jigg come home, know we got some shit planned out
Thanks for watching
Free Jigg by the way
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too We gon' run it up til it's ran through
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up til its ran through
Big Cous got me, you can't stop me. Beat a nigga ass, got me feelin' like Rocky
Bivo Lottie , I'm lovin' her body
Slidin' in the DM's, knowin' that she might screen shot me
While I smoke this wood, girl, you gotta top me up
That is what that mouth is for
Pussy on Tsunami high, you got that Ill nanny huh
Come here, little mami, I wanna put it up your spine
Fe fi fo fum, I'm a little nigga, shit, here I come Put my foot up on they necks
My bag like Bowflex, Throw my nigga a bone and I bet he go fetch
I don't like your tone, better lower your breath
Don't trust niggas at all, you catch me by myself
Can't help you out, dawg, I'm just buildin' my wealth
Don't need rappers at all, I can feature myself
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up till it's ran through
She just wanna fuck cause my dance moves
I pour her a cup, she gon' dance too
I said I like money, she like bands too
We gon' run it up till it's ran through
Bet 10 and 4 hit my point and start dancin'
No bitch, or no ho get my point, understand it
I'll go to war behind some shit that my mans did
He up and you not, how the fuck he your mans did
Never need no nigga, make swiss cheese out of niggas
I bleed and you bleed, so it's you or me, little nigga
I might tax him, he don't know nothing
Pussies up the mag on bro and they ain't blow nothin'
When I catch em out, I'ma score somethin'
Why you keep that boy around if he told somethin'
If shit ever goes down, he gon' fold on you
The bag is all gone, got another on standby
How can I go wrong, and I got a plan now,
When Jigg come home, know we got some shit planned out
Thanks for watching
