Lyrics:
the beat
Dance-A-Lot and Joe Cooley
Who would ever thought the two would meet?
Yo Tee word
Hit it! Now Peter was a pipe head
Who weighed it by the pound
He
that's not wack
And my DJ, Joe Cooley's still on top of the stack
So you can say he's like wine, he's getting better with time
And General Jeff is by my
this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest
full a sod and mi map by my side
(CHORUS)
Me just a dance dance dance
Me just a dance dance dance
Me just a dance dance dance JUST DANCE
Me just
and goes
It don't stand by (Nah)
Love it how you keep it real
And that's how I feel (Yeh)
She call me chi-town
Cause my words give her chills (Yeh)
me down there She wants some luvin'
Need 2 duplicate myself by the dozen
But u gotta go home, u gotta husband
She don't wanna dance wit me, can tell
, dance with me, dance with me, yeah
I need you by me
Beside me to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad
I'm so, so bad
So let's
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close to me
so won't you dance with me, dance
word to Cooley
That's a bar
I had to bring that back
They hear our name
They know we buzzin'
Calen with me
That's my cousin
Mike said he gone run it up
cheerleader flipping now this nigga truth
Money piles have got me out on Sunny Ave
Black with me everywhere I go he'll gun you down
Full clips, magazines
"Dance dance with the devil"
Lookin at the fall of our new generation
Makes me wonder about the Emancipation Proclamation
We're considered to be
come dance for me
Won't you come dance for me
Won't you come dance for me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Won't you
me
Come join in the dance if you don't wanna lose your peace
She reaches out her hand all you must do is grab
And when you're done with that she's
to realize what you can do
Come on and dance with me
Why don't you dance with me?
Come on and dance with me
Why don't you dance with me?
Come on and
Dance
looking glassy
Charges dropped, these plaintiffs just wanna tax me
Secret service wanna see me driving taxis
Hug my attorney and then we do the money dance
me keep my secrets to myself cause I won’t tell. And most ni**as out her pillow talking like the Mike Lindell. Claiming that they grade A knowing them
Mc's don't fear me, I come in peace, ha
Drapped in fila, or either elise
Cause I'm the cool wop dancer, girlies romancer
Suckers stay away I'll mess you
shaking
They play me in the zumba class
Airports collecting boarding pass
Playing out in Amsterdam got coffee by the glass
Dance
I came to dance dance
tantalized by the way that she moves
Yo mister DJ give her a chance
Don't stop that music, please let her dance
Wink and a smile now she's dancing for me
out the hood
Big diamonds and they dance on me, we was young niggas with them bands on us
Big drum like a band coming and we quick to get ya whole fam
on, Dance on me yeah
Pick this up with the females, this aint no joke
Dripped in sauce, whats the cost no details, boy thats the code
We got bricks in
a physician
Like a Space Shuttle I'm on a mission
Homeboys and girls, don't be afraid
Because I'm down by law with Mix Master Spade
You never heard my voice
Made sure my fellas good
Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot
With the girl that held me down from the beginning
My team throwing up L's
But it's
to hit the brain
I'm labor ready, Rhode Scholar for the dollar
Work for mines pay me by the hour
We're not balling
We take it back to the days
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