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do it
I'm gon' do the dance like Stacy in Clueless
Big stepper I got drip on me, this kit on me, and like a mad kid I threw this fit on me
I'm never

the haters out there praying
Praying that i drown
Trying to do right by my people why they wanna see me down
Make a nigga shit turn over if he stepping out

think i can't do it? Bet
In a couple of years i'mma be flying jets
Ballin so hard that I'm just hittin net
Doing my dance, i don't ever 2 step
Shit

twist ya dance 
I wanna say eii yee
You flip my heart
To the next stage 
Noko fall with bondage 
For my cottage 
Dey make ma thing too concrete 
To ma

got the flu
Thinking of ways to approach ya, oh my
Maybe you're down, to grab some chai
Or should I just say hi
But what if she makes me her bhai

and Sundays are rough 
But I'll be fifty by noon

Cause these days its just all about trends
You wouldn't need any family or want any friends
If your Tik Tok

into a sweet sixteen
I turned a sweet sixteen into 3200
You can foul me hard, nigga, I'ma still and one ya
I'm connected on the score like a grade-A

make the news
Hopping over obstacles
That's just what I do
Make impossible seem possible
Its the way I move
Its the glue I'm puffing
Do my dance I'm

verse-
When I step up in the club you know it ainu0027t no thang,
I ainu0027t ballinu0027 but ya boy got lots of chunky change.
And hell yeah I put it down

I don't wanna feel nothin' no more
I just wanna see this world go cold
I just wanna feel numb inside
So i do the bare the minimum of getting me by
cn

Good battles the sin in me as I search for serenity
Fuck is the devil energy when gods ya identity
To my daughter ima catch her if ever she fall
She

the streets, we be talking about a bad bitch love

Bad bitches raise your hands
Put them on the floor go and do your dance
Throw it in a circle put them N****

a step closer to me
Turn around and

Bust a slow wine
Wine, wine, wine, wine
Do it for me
One more one more time
I need you so much
I need you
Left me

through the Years
All of the ones that I had to cut know they watching prolly wish they was here
They love how I dance on the beat
Can't fuck with my

and police
Mans not hot till he step on the block
With the glock pop shots at ya top then I'm off
Can't sell bricks cause I sniff that shit
So I dance with

see tomorrow
My circle small like Potholes
I need my money pronto
Got clowned as a kid
That was not it
Zomeo said boost ya conscience
As well, don't

thinking it too
What do ya wanna do baby?
You say I'm not your type
That there's another guy
And you got plans?
Well, let's agree to
Disagree on it
Gimme

granted
You put
Me in panic
Mode
Im Sorry
I can't be there with you right now
If I was
This is what I'd do
Twirl you all around
Like we used In the kitchen

ridin' around in the rents
Doin' the dance, I'm sorry if I hit ya

Nigga, what's sad
Nigga, what you been through
Ever been shot at
Niggas tryna hit you

do my dance
That's my mother fucking boogie
She got a fat ass look like Snooki
Get out my class, boy, you a rookie
I see you dropped your first song
Do

crowds start to form up
rappers form a cypher, dj's set the lights up, it's about go down, and the whole town invited
block party central, do it, even

have had
The charge
Of what I was put through
To close
The greatest economy
In the history of our country
And by the way
Now it's being built again

to Mack gettin a lap dance in the back
Damn ya shits wack man it's hard to take
That's like seeing my old ass do the Harlem Shake
It's funny to see, it's

to daddy when I miss you baby mama
Face by my tummy when I dance instrumental

While I bless it to your mama cause I have her cell number
Girl I can give you