just dance
Making this money I win, don't want your bitch cause that hoe not a 10
I got it right on my side, run up on me and yo ass finna die
Know that we always outside, she wanna call but I tell her goodbye
Now I see tears in her eyes, cannot help it baby I'm in my prime
She wanna take it, babygirl I wanna make it
We gotta face it, been here before it ain't painless
Ain't finna make it, girl you always acting faceless
Now my heart breaking, don't want your love I won't chase it
Don't want your love I won't chase it
Don't want your heart Ima break it
Talking too much I can't take it
Everything you say is brainless
Bitch you be acting so brainless, not even trynna explain it
Not even trynna maintain this, said girl I don't even want claim this
Like woah
Hit your bitch once and I go
I knew that bitch was a hoe
Don't even want her no more
Pass her on right to my bro
Know I got the nine on my side
So you run up on me you goin die
Already know we outside, when we pop out sound like 4th of julyyyy
Haha
Yo this shit hard as fuck
Just Dance
Stop all that talking just dance
I got these bands in my pants
Run up on me you get blammed, choppa on me hit up you and ya mans
That's facts
Making my money move tact
Y'all just be talking that cap, I just sit back and I count up my racks
Like I got the game on my back
Always stay up never lack
Glock wit the clip it's attached, try to run up catch a 30 round mag
Like please don't run up catch a 30 round mag, fuckin wit me leave yo ass in the past
Don't wanna talk cause you always goin nag
I don't mean to brag I be up in my bag
Making this money I win, don't want your bitch cause that hoe not a 10
I got it right on my side, run up on me and yo ass finna die
Know that we always outside, she wanna call but I tell her goodbye
Now I see tears in her eyes, cannot help it baby I'm in my prime
She wanna take it, babygirl I wanna make it
We gotta face it, been here before it ain't painless
Ain't finna make it, girl you always acting faceless
Now my heart breaking, don't want your love I won't chase it
Dance
Just dance, spin that record babe
Just dance
Jus jus just dance
I got it right on my side, run up on me and yo ass finna die
Know that we always outside, she wanna call but I tell her goodbye
Now I see tears in her eyes, cannot help it baby I'm in my prime
She wanna take it, babygirl I wanna make it
We gotta face it, been here before it ain't painless
Ain't finna make it, girl you always acting faceless
Now my heart breaking, don't want your love I won't chase it
Don't want your love I won't chase it
Don't want your heart Ima break it
Talking too much I can't take it
Everything you say is brainless
Bitch you be acting so brainless, not even trynna explain it
Not even trynna maintain this, said girl I don't even want claim this
Like woah
Hit your bitch once and I go
I knew that bitch was a hoe
Don't even want her no more
Pass her on right to my bro
Know I got the nine on my side
So you run up on me you goin die
Already know we outside, when we pop out sound like 4th of julyyyy
Haha
Yo this shit hard as fuck
Just Dance
Stop all that talking just dance
I got these bands in my pants
Run up on me you get blammed, choppa on me hit up you and ya mans
That's facts
Making my money move tact
Y'all just be talking that cap, I just sit back and I count up my racks
Like I got the game on my back
Always stay up never lack
Glock wit the clip it's attached, try to run up catch a 30 round mag
Like please don't run up catch a 30 round mag, fuckin wit me leave yo ass in the past
Don't wanna talk cause you always goin nag
I don't mean to brag I be up in my bag
Making this money I win, don't want your bitch cause that hoe not a 10
I got it right on my side, run up on me and yo ass finna die
Know that we always outside, she wanna call but I tell her goodbye
Now I see tears in her eyes, cannot help it baby I'm in my prime
She wanna take it, babygirl I wanna make it
We gotta face it, been here before it ain't painless
Ain't finna make it, girl you always acting faceless
Now my heart breaking, don't want your love I won't chase it
Dance
Just dance, spin that record babe
Just dance
Jus jus just dance
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Writer(s): Frankiee Cartier
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