Big Girl Dance - Radio Edit

Yeah
Yeah
Come on
Gotta do this for Tampa
You know
Twerk City
Look
Uh
Somebody had to do it
And you already know that Marc Matic
Been had it
Been did it
Then you better get with it
Look

I got the same amount of brothers as the Wayans
But only comedic is life with the Paynes
I'm creepin' up on them numbers like ten toes doing weigh-ins
I'm the youngest but it all depends
I ain't seen London
I ain't seen France
But I do see polka dots on your underpants underpants
You watching enemies
I'm watching Friends
Yes I've got class
Book me in advance

Click on the hashtags
Look at the labels
Look at they stories
Look at them fables

I was with the book fairs, libraries and cable
Book fairs, libraries and cable

I was the bag of chips
Your girl was the hot potato
Getting passed around like when we graded tests at the table

[Stuttering]

I would much rather wear my big boy pants
Turn around
Do your big girl dance
Tonight I'm gon' ball
Gon' take my chance
I would much rather wear my big boy pants
Bam
'Bout to try my hand
I would much rather wear my big boy pants
Turn around and do your big girl dance

Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
(Step)
Come on
Let's go
Turn around and do your big girl dance
Come on
Let's go
(Step)
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Step
Step

Plannin' my next move away from this home
Accepting the change either way it come
You can't save money up if you act dumb
Oh they mad 'cause my money money long

Gotta learn to keep track of your bills
You don't gotta keep check
I'm what's real
Overhearing the talk of the henchmen
Seeking a dolla'
I-I-I ain't giving a single penny
Holla

See
I would much rather wear my big boy pants
(Let's go)
Turn around
Do your big girl dance
(Let's go)
Tonight I'm gon' ball
Gon' take my chance
(Let's go)
I would much rather wear my big boy pants

Bam
(Damn)
(Damn)
(I know you ain't tryna go home alone tonight)
'Bout to try my hand
I would much rather wear my big boy pants
(Get the up)
Turn around and do your big girl dance
(Ha)

Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
(Step)
Come on
Let's go
Turn around and do your big girl dance
Come on
Let's go
(Step)
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Come on
(Step)
Let's go
Step
Step

Drink all you want
But you still can't stay
I got meditation at 5 that can't wait
You is takin' too long
How long it's gon' take
Stick yourself somewhere else
Tape or no tape
Yeah tonight they're feeling
Pole shift the billards
I knock 'em out but I ain't no killer
Shout out to Cleveland
Shout out Dolph Ziggler
That was fun
Now get out of my laboratory, Dee Dee
See you later



Credits
Writer(s): Maurcus Smith
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