Lyrics:
dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance
I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body temperature,
I gotta dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance
I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body
that’s numbered 9
Got my back before anybody I put that on my spine (Hey)
Insecure bitches gon have a problem what the fuck he on
By the time they get it
up
Get ready to push up
Hey baby get ready 'cause
Yeah yeah it's gonna come
If we want to see what's possible for her
Won't move away right now
what da man say, Beyonce
Dutty ya, dutty ya, dutty ya
Beyonce sing it now ya
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies
I think about you
what da man say, Beyonce
Dutty ya, dutty ya, dutty ya
Beyonce sing it now ya
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies
I think about you
got me dumb
Hair like silk in the sun
Eyes to the soul got me stunned
Walls come undone
The feeling of the spring has begun
And it's all like
Hey
Hey, hey watch me make it rain
Three going deep Steph Curry range
Good head on my shoulders
Like cards when I fold her
Remove that over the
Shoulder
Look
Imma keep on doing my thang, see I'm just getting paid let it bang when the beat drop
I gotta do it my way
Said I’m sick of your games, you
my specialty
Legacy
Don’t let it be taken over by jealousy
Aww yeah
Baby all well
Push the pedal to the floor and watch the car bell
Trying settle for
overtime
Whoa whoa
Watch di way mi wuk di way mi wine
Whoa whoa
Betcha by tonite yuh a guh mine(*2)
Its getting hot in here
Don't stop me baby set me
breathing, damn I see demons
Dear God, I wonder can you save me
I can't die, my boo boo's 'bout to have my baby
I think it's too late for praying, hold up
breathing, damn I see demons
Dear God, I wonder can you save me
I can't die, my boo boo's 'bout to have my baby
I think it's too late for praying, hold up
lipstick on for
Any other reason than you
Kissin it off
Watching your jaw drop to that floor
Every time I walk
Right through that door
Baby you're just what
be falling for no ho
Tryna make it on The Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner
By the U-G-L-Y corner
a row
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)
[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby where you down
Bushes we
on top, top top top
I put my team on top, bitches they scheme and plot
Look at the millions drop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Ballaz
Shit, let the Mo' pop, and drop the top
Ride like it's summertime in the Chi
Get'chu blind, to the abra
Blowin' lime to the sky
Rhyme til' I
partying like it's your job, eh
Drop
Come on, baby, and drop it
Scrub the floor and just mop it
Show these gangsters how you pop lock it
Don't care what you
Hey yo, Chuck, yo the world if sleepin', G
We got to wake everybody up yo
Hey yo, it's goin' down, baby
Let everybody know how it's goin' down,
yea it's all mad
Bitch, we just secured the bag
You can tell by the ruck strut, drop top, sport, nigga too much flair
E gang, Ezzy gang to death,
I really can't stay (Baby, it's cold outside)
I've got to go 'way (Baby, it's cold outside)
The evening has been (I've been hopin' that you'd drop
want to be your clown
Everything is coming to
If we hope to make it through
All you ever need to do
Drop everything you got to lose
Baby
Did you think
Gonna blow it up, baby
I don't wanna worry you and never wanna make you scream
But I know it's almost over 'cause I read it in a magazine
You
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