Disco Pantz
There's no time for conversation (Yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Yeah)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it (How I like it)
Give me motion, make me live'n up
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up (Yeah)
I need four wit them doors
Nights colder, whip froze (Ooh)
Rejjie Snow on your nose (Yeah)
I can't take it no more (Uh-huh)
Cameras, lights, action
Sneaky, need FaceTime, catwalks fashion
Hangbags, catstance, look at my timeless
Cornrow Jenny from the block, fantastic (Yeah, ooh, ooh)
Now she all worldwide, pictures in magazines (Ayy, ooh, ooh)
'Cause Philippines half her, African half me
Snaps on the runway, run away gladly (Uh-huh)
Build me a fortress (Uh-huh), slept in your white tee
There's no time for conversation (Yeah, no time, no time)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Hmm, oh, yeah, oh, oh yeah, yeah)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah, facin', facin')
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, uptown, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it
Give me motion, make me live'n up
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up
Yeah, yeah
I'm a old go-getter, make hoes hoes photo betta
I don't know no better
And I go gorilla, no zutos
Don't do no snow for the kudos
But you know, how I sound (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta take the top off, just to fit my crime (Yeah)
Gotta take your socks off, just to get my sound
I go pound for pound, town to town
Just to find a nigga who can knock me down, it's not a uno
Y'all are dosed, cookin' like it's breakfast
Leavin' bread for my kids, that's a lot of toast
I be leavin' niggas dead, it's a lot of ghosts
There's no time for conversation (No time, yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy,
Oh yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Wait, yeah, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it, uh
Give me motion, make me live'n up (Oh yeah)
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up (Yeah, yeah)
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up (Slidin' up, slidin' up)
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Yeah, let me know
Uh, ayy, ayy, I'm slidin' up
Ooh, ayy
Ayy
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Yeah)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it (How I like it)
Give me motion, make me live'n up
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up (Yeah)
I need four wit them doors
Nights colder, whip froze (Ooh)
Rejjie Snow on your nose (Yeah)
I can't take it no more (Uh-huh)
Cameras, lights, action
Sneaky, need FaceTime, catwalks fashion
Hangbags, catstance, look at my timeless
Cornrow Jenny from the block, fantastic (Yeah, ooh, ooh)
Now she all worldwide, pictures in magazines (Ayy, ooh, ooh)
'Cause Philippines half her, African half me
Snaps on the runway, run away gladly (Uh-huh)
Build me a fortress (Uh-huh), slept in your white tee
There's no time for conversation (Yeah, no time, no time)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Hmm, oh, yeah, oh, oh yeah, yeah)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah, facin', facin')
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, uptown, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it
Give me motion, make me live'n up
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up
Yeah, yeah
I'm a old go-getter, make hoes hoes photo betta
I don't know no better
And I go gorilla, no zutos
Don't do no snow for the kudos
But you know, how I sound (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta take the top off, just to fit my crime (Yeah)
Gotta take your socks off, just to get my sound
I go pound for pound, town to town
Just to find a nigga who can knock me down, it's not a uno
Y'all are dosed, cookin' like it's breakfast
Leavin' bread for my kids, that's a lot of toast
I be leavin' niggas dead, it's a lot of ghosts
There's no time for conversation (No time, yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Ayy,
Oh yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh)
Remember which side you facin' (Yeah)
If I turn upside, you skatin' (Wait, yeah, yeah)
Tell me daddy, how I like it, uh
Give me motion, make me live'n up (Oh yeah)
Hit my line and I'll be drivin' up (Yeah, yeah)
But if you try me, I'll be slidin' up (Slidin' up, slidin' up)
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Yeah, let me know
Uh, ayy, ayy, I'm slidin' up
Ooh, ayy
Ayy
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Cheidu Anyaegbunum, Milton Eugene Lilly, Coy Stewart, Elijah Johnson
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