Dance
Oh yeah, yeah
Dance, dance
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to be broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Diamonds make her dance
Make her spaz on my lap
She tried to battle with my jewelry, broke her back
Say hallo to my lil' man, give him a dap
Give him a snack, give him a cat
Come on you can do it, don't be scared to do it
Please just touch it
I'm they type to call my side, my cousin
I'm the type to call my cousin to cuddle
I'm the type to never ball on no budget
Fuck that, keep my eye on the money
I'm the type to teach my diamonds to dougie
Water on me like I shower in public
Drip, drip, drip
I be shining like I'm forced to
Like it wasn't a choice
I never run out of sauce
Can you not see that I am gorgeous?
My nigga I used to be her zaddy, now she a orphan
If she could seduce you for a bag, be woke
Nasty you did it, you ran up a bag, kudos
You could be the greatest or you could be the greatest, who knows?
Stomp the yard with the stones
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
My jewelry dance and it sparkle like soda
She gives dope neck, I might just buy her a choker
Yeah she sits on it, like we ain't got a sofa
Cuban on my neck ain't local, at least my swag ain't local
I'm her daddy, but she call me zaddy
She wanna have my baby but I made her have a plan b
My jewelry wet like it flows, and it shine and it glows
And we flexing on 'em foes
They like he bad and he knows
My swag drips it makes her wet
They saw them links, now they talking 'bout let's connect
I bring the heat and your girls wants me to hit it
She wanna be my bae, I told the bitch beat it
I make her dance, make her dance like a diamond
Ain't worried bout no alcohol, I got a rider
What would they do without us? I really wonder
I got the juice and the sauce right
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance, dance
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to be broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Diamonds make her dance
Make her spaz on my lap
She tried to battle with my jewelry, broke her back
Say hallo to my lil' man, give him a dap
Give him a snack, give him a cat
Come on you can do it, don't be scared to do it
Please just touch it
I'm they type to call my side, my cousin
I'm the type to call my cousin to cuddle
I'm the type to never ball on no budget
Fuck that, keep my eye on the money
I'm the type to teach my diamonds to dougie
Water on me like I shower in public
Drip, drip, drip
I be shining like I'm forced to
Like it wasn't a choice
I never run out of sauce
Can you not see that I am gorgeous?
My nigga I used to be her zaddy, now she a orphan
If she could seduce you for a bag, be woke
Nasty you did it, you ran up a bag, kudos
You could be the greatest or you could be the greatest, who knows?
Stomp the yard with the stones
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
My jewelry dance and it sparkle like soda
She gives dope neck, I might just buy her a choker
Yeah she sits on it, like we ain't got a sofa
Cuban on my neck ain't local, at least my swag ain't local
I'm her daddy, but she call me zaddy
She wanna have my baby but I made her have a plan b
My jewelry wet like it flows, and it shine and it glows
And we flexing on 'em foes
They like he bad and he knows
My swag drips it makes her wet
They saw them links, now they talking 'bout let's connect
I bring the heat and your girls wants me to hit it
She wanna be my bae, I told the bitch beat it
I make her dance, make her dance like a diamond
Ain't worried bout no alcohol, I got a rider
What would they do without us? I really wonder
I got the juice and the sauce right
You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher
The way I got money moves
But I ain't gotta dance no more
'Cause my jewelry got hella moves
I used to broke but now I got notes
Man I make hella tunes
Look how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance like my jewelry
Check how I make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Dance yea
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Make 'em dance
Dance yea
Credits
Writer(s): Thelumusa Samuel Owen, Nsikayesizwe David J Ngcobo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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