Dance With You
Bounce to the beat
Bounce to the fact
That we in the biiiii
Had to glitch out
Homies bringing hate
Okay had to dip out
I ain't got that time no more
Ran in my mind
Till her legs got sore
Chill for a minute
Homies gonna talk
Okay I ain't with it
Gon' say they the man
Then dip when they hit it
Lil boy problems
I'm the man of ya image
Though I'm made in his image
Don't worry bout that
Me and God stay acquitted
That's my main man
But ya main man be a lame
You should fall back
No fakes finnuh call back
Me and you kick it for a minute
We'll be right back
Baby are you here every weekend
You got me waiting for the week and
You got me waiting for that
Wow
Can't get over that brown skin
Man
I wanna dance with you
Two left feet
But I'll dance with you
Baby
But I ain't trippin' tho
She remember that night
She first saw the light
In midst of the dark
Illuminate
Faces
These homies dress to impress
They keep on the mask
No covid just
Jasons
Ki killing her vibe
The look in her eyes
They missing the prize
She losing her
Patience
I slid by her side
I don't speak the lies
Can't stand the crowd
They keep keep on
Fakin
She need something
That gon'
Bring the vibe up
Why you
Killin' the mood
DJ can you spin that
Right back
We was
Getting into the groove
She more nineties than a throwback
When she throw back
Everyone move
She needs someone
That can really hold her down
And that's me
She waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting for me
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
For me for me
She waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For me
She remember that night
She first saw the light
In midst of the dark
Illuminate
Faces
These homies dress to impress
They keep on the mask
No covid just
Jasons
Ki killin' her vibe
The look in her eyes
They missing the prize
She losing her
Patience
I slid by her side
I don't speak the lies
Can't stand the crowd
They keep, keep on
Fakin
Baby it's more than a weekend
I can't get over the week and
I can't get over that
Wow
Can't get over your brown skin
I wanna dance with you
Two left feet
But I'll dance with you
Baby
I know you want me though
Bounce to the fact
That we in the biiiii
Had to glitch out
Homies bringing hate
Okay had to dip out
I ain't got that time no more
Ran in my mind
Till her legs got sore
Chill for a minute
Homies gonna talk
Okay I ain't with it
Gon' say they the man
Then dip when they hit it
Lil boy problems
I'm the man of ya image
Though I'm made in his image
Don't worry bout that
Me and God stay acquitted
That's my main man
But ya main man be a lame
You should fall back
No fakes finnuh call back
Me and you kick it for a minute
We'll be right back
Baby are you here every weekend
You got me waiting for the week and
You got me waiting for that
Wow
Can't get over that brown skin
Man
I wanna dance with you
Two left feet
But I'll dance with you
Baby
But I ain't trippin' tho
She remember that night
She first saw the light
In midst of the dark
Illuminate
Faces
These homies dress to impress
They keep on the mask
No covid just
Jasons
Ki killing her vibe
The look in her eyes
They missing the prize
She losing her
Patience
I slid by her side
I don't speak the lies
Can't stand the crowd
They keep keep on
Fakin
She need something
That gon'
Bring the vibe up
Why you
Killin' the mood
DJ can you spin that
Right back
We was
Getting into the groove
She more nineties than a throwback
When she throw back
Everyone move
She needs someone
That can really hold her down
And that's me
She waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting for me
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
For me for me
She waiting
Waiting
Waiting
For me
She remember that night
She first saw the light
In midst of the dark
Illuminate
Faces
These homies dress to impress
They keep on the mask
No covid just
Jasons
Ki killin' her vibe
The look in her eyes
They missing the prize
She losing her
Patience
I slid by her side
I don't speak the lies
Can't stand the crowd
They keep, keep on
Fakin
Baby it's more than a weekend
I can't get over the week and
I can't get over that
Wow
Can't get over your brown skin
I wanna dance with you
Two left feet
But I'll dance with you
Baby
I know you want me though
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Melton
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