Band Dance
Bow, bow, bow
(Ay, HD on the track, you know it's pressure when he droppin')
I miss the bow, bow, bow
They call me, "Bow, bow, bow"
(Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playing though)
HD
You know I be getting to that bag, lotta money (money)
I got bands in my pants, I ain't playing, I ain't stuntin' (no)
I can't dance, I just dip and move my hands, I be thuggin' (I be thuggin')
Dropped a hit called "Can't stop jiggin'", now the kids really love me (ay)
Say lil' bitch, don't get it twisted, you know still I be thuggin' (still I be thuggin')
I be fucking on yo' bitch, she probably still say I'm ugly (still say I'm ugly)
Got that glizzy on me, now you know I'm clutchin' on a thirty (I'm clutchin' on a thirty)
I ain't never had no rhythm, I can't even do the dougie (I can't even do the dougie)
All this money in my pocket got me feeling like a boss (feeling like a boss)
In the ring like I'm Tyson tryna knock that pussy out (knock that pussy out)
Ay, you know I be cutting up (yeah), watch me do my dance (okay)
Bitch, I turnt up with them bands, got 'em in my pants (ay)
He was acting like he hard then that nigga ran (ay)
Got lil' momma on them bars, she just popped a Xan (yeah)
I got way too many cars, I might cop a van (yes, sir)
I be beating on the drums tryna rock the band
Knock it out the park, home run, that's a grand slam
Got yo' baby mama, pussy poppin' on a hand stand
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin' (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Level baby (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up HD?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got you nigga
Let go
I'm the shit, nigga, I'm the shit, yeah, I be lit
That's yo' bitch? Ooh, that's yo' bitch? I just wanna hit
Watch me jig, watch me turn up nigga, watch me show my ass
I'm blowing on that gas, you could smell it through your mask
Okay, it's Level baby (hey)
I'm in this bitch with HD
My money good, that's why all these niggas hate me
I'm a G, I be Baton Rouge thuggin' (yeah)
Watch me hit the band dance like I went to Southern (hold up)
Bow, bow, bow
I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', nigga
I can't stop (yeah)
Out my damn body nigga, out my top (yeah)
Yeah
Bitch, I cut up bad, bad, watch me hit the band dance
Knock it out the park, home run, that's a grand slam
Got yo' baby mama, pussy poppin' on a hand stand
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Bow, bow, bow
I miss the bow, bow, bow
They call me, "Bow, bow, bow"
Bow, bow, bow
(Ay, HD on the track, you know it's pressure when he droppin')
I miss the bow, bow, bow
They call me, "Bow, bow, bow"
(Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playing though)
HD
You know I be getting to that bag, lotta money (money)
I got bands in my pants, I ain't playing, I ain't stuntin' (no)
I can't dance, I just dip and move my hands, I be thuggin' (I be thuggin')
Dropped a hit called "Can't stop jiggin'", now the kids really love me (ay)
Say lil' bitch, don't get it twisted, you know still I be thuggin' (still I be thuggin')
I be fucking on yo' bitch, she probably still say I'm ugly (still say I'm ugly)
Got that glizzy on me, now you know I'm clutchin' on a thirty (I'm clutchin' on a thirty)
I ain't never had no rhythm, I can't even do the dougie (I can't even do the dougie)
All this money in my pocket got me feeling like a boss (feeling like a boss)
In the ring like I'm Tyson tryna knock that pussy out (knock that pussy out)
Ay, you know I be cutting up (yeah), watch me do my dance (okay)
Bitch, I turnt up with them bands, got 'em in my pants (ay)
He was acting like he hard then that nigga ran (ay)
Got lil' momma on them bars, she just popped a Xan (yeah)
I got way too many cars, I might cop a van (yes, sir)
I be beating on the drums tryna rock the band
Knock it out the park, home run, that's a grand slam
Got yo' baby mama, pussy poppin' on a hand stand
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin' (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Level baby (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up HD?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got you nigga
Let go
I'm the shit, nigga, I'm the shit, yeah, I be lit
That's yo' bitch? Ooh, that's yo' bitch? I just wanna hit
Watch me jig, watch me turn up nigga, watch me show my ass
I'm blowing on that gas, you could smell it through your mask
Okay, it's Level baby (hey)
I'm in this bitch with HD
My money good, that's why all these niggas hate me
I'm a G, I be Baton Rouge thuggin' (yeah)
Watch me hit the band dance like I went to Southern (hold up)
Bow, bow, bow
I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', nigga
I can't stop (yeah)
Out my damn body nigga, out my top (yeah)
Yeah
Bitch, I cut up bad, bad, watch me hit the band dance
Knock it out the park, home run, that's a grand slam
Got yo' baby mama, pussy poppin' on a hand stand
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
Left, right, right, left, yeah (I don't miss a step)
This one got 'em moving, we be grooving like the band playin'
Bow, bow, bow
I miss the bow, bow, bow
They call me, "Bow, bow, bow"
Bow, bow, bow
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Terry Williamson
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