Do Your Dance

(Haha, MrBlackOnDaTrack) (HeartBeatz on the track) (The Heroes) Thinkin' 'bout droppin' the bag, I am the bag Hop in and smash, I do the dash These niggas mad, I'm gettin' this cash These niggas too sad, I'm gettin' too fast My bitch be bad, when she be sad I pull her hair and smack her ass I drop the dick and now she glad Get on your knees or arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance (girl, do your dance) Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance (girl, do your dance) Now, girl, come let me get behind Let me beat that pussy one more time She say she like to take her time I told her, "Let me make you mine" No I can't do no nine to five I'd rather go and slang some iron She'll know it when she gon' catch a flight The chains'll make you change your mind (change your mind) No, I don't wanna be solo, I just really need you close though We like Marco or Polo or the horse up on my Polo (on my Polo) She really all I need, ain't got my weed, she like my mojo (my mojo) She stay right next to me and got my lean, she my Four Loco Might hop in and smash, two hunnid the dash We goin' too fast, might fuck around crash (yeah) Give me some head while I'm drivin' in traffic Nobody gon' see, windows tinted all black (all black) Beat up the cat from the back Pull on her hair and I smack on her ass I know she love when I'm doin' that She already came three times, back to back Thinkin' 'bout droppin' the bag, I am the bag Hop in and smash, I do the dash These niggas mad, I'm gettin' this cash These niggas too sad, I'm gettin' too fast My bitch be bad, when she be sad I pull her hair and smack her ass I drop the dick and now she glad Get on your knees or arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back (girl, arch your back) Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance (girl, do your dance) Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance (girl, do your dance) Do your dance, I won't judge, can't be mad at you (can't be mad) Like I'm servin' out the window, throw a bag at you (let you catch it) Big booty, hella juicy and your thighs matchin' (uh-uh) Spot you through these Cartiers, you a eye catcher When they shut down the club, I brought the club to my house (club to my space) Me and my bitch like bitches, so we fuck on your spouse (nut in her face) She like, "We're in a mansion, why your gun on the couch?" (What you sayin'?) Told her, "Anything can happen" and I'ma air this bitch out (baow, baow) Louis shirt, Amiri pants, yeah (I put it on) Bend your knees, and put your hands there She wan' fuck me all night, told me, "Don't make no plans," yeah When I smash I'ma last, when I'm done, I'ma pass, yeah Thinkin' 'bout droppin' the bag, I am the bag Hop in and smash, I do the dash These niggas mad, I'm gettin' this cash These niggas too sad, I'm gettin' too fast My bitch be bad, when she be sad I pull her hair and smack her ass I drop the dick and now she glad Get on your knees or arch your back Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back Girl, arch your back Arch your back, arch your back Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance Girl, do your dance Do your dance, do your dance Ay, ay, ay, ay, oh, oh Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh, oh Ay, ay, ay, ay, oh, oh Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh, oh