Testo Dance - Young Dolph feat. Paper Route EMPIRE, Key Glock, SNUPE BANDZ, Kenny Muney, Joddy Badass, Jay Fizzle & Big Moochie Grape
Testo della canzone Dance (Young Dolph feat. Paper Route EMPIRE, Key Glock, SNUPE BANDZ, Kenny Muney, Joddy Badass, Jay Fizzle & Big Moochie Grape), tratta dall'album PAPER ROUTE iLLUMINATi
Yeah (let the BandPlay)
Alright, okay, how we gon' do this right here?
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)
(Big Bandz), turn off the lights, my diamonds still gon' dance-dance
Yeah, and all my drip, it come from France (Paris)
Real trap nigga, I don't need no advance (nah)
Feelin' like Gucci, young nigga so icy (so icy)
Big baguettes, whole lotta racks on my white tee
Diamonds hit hard, I got these hoes tryna bite me, hit hard (hit hard)
Reach for my chain, I'ma send you to God (God)
And if it get locked down, I might step in the pot (yeah, yeah)
Over a 100K in drip, but a nigga still can get robbed (baow-baow)
Damn, that young nigga shinin' (shinin')
Yeah, iced all this from my grindin' (whoa-whoa)
Look at these diamonds (whoa-whoa), look at these diamonds
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance, yeah), dance (dance, yeah), dance (twerk, Muney)
Diamonds wet as fuck up in my mouth, this shit look like a pool (water)
Bitch seen all this ice, her ass started clappin' like my choppa do (yeah)
Rolex on my wrist, it knock you out, my neck kickboxin' too
My shit just be dancin', it's amazin' what these rocks can do (oh, yeah)
My money doin' front flips, it's amazin' what my pockets do (yeah)
These Cuban links came out the trap, I ran off makin' boxes move
You touch 'em, then I'm sprayin', won't make it to the ambulance (uh-uh)
You reach for these VVS or these baguettes, I bet this 4-0 make a nigga
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)
Uh, lookin' at my Cartier and all it do is dance
Brooklyn bitch, diamonds Milly Rockin' on my hands (uh)
Each one of my earrings probably cost your whole advance (true)
Niggas put their jewels on layaway, you on a payment plan (plan)
He see that I'm icy, that's the reason why he sweatin' me
Keep my chain on, it's like a light show when he sexin' me
I got the whole set with me, we be flossin' heavily
Everything she'll never be (never), that's why that ho obsessed with me (obsessed)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance, yeah), dance (dance, yeah), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance, tata), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch, uh), dance (bitch, uh), dance (dance, yeah), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)
VVS 'round my wrist, they crystal clear, them bitches dancin' (bling, blaow)
Got four stops in this two-door coupe, make that demon hop out blastin' (fah-fah)
Keep a big bankroll up in my jeans, that's why the opps can't stand me
This side cool 'cause we don't give a fuck, I'll cut 'em, kill they mammies (fuck, take 'em out)
My left wrist gon' twinkle, twinkle (bling)
Big Backwood filled up with sprinkles (zaza)
Next, my wrist, that bitch start dancin' (yeah)
If I wanna bust down, make it Macarena (cha-cha)
Chain on my neck like my hoes, it be twerkin' (thottie)
Hop in that Maybach and lay back the curtains (yes sir)
Nigga too hot, got the bitches, ain't flirtin' (she bad)
I'm from Armenia, we come and do surgery (chop up)
Baguettes jumpin' out my Rollie, just watch how it dance
Yeah, two Cuban links up on my right wrist, this shit so outstandin' (two Cuban, uh-huh)
Trap out a house, it's abandoned (abandoned)
Got rich quick, now these niggas can't stand me (uh-huh)
Got too much money on me, I can't fan it (too much)
Yeah, I made the hood full like, "Fuck gettin' a Grammy" (full)
Young rich nigga, might still fuck your mammy (mammy)
'Fore I made me a play, yeah, the diamonds still dancin' (dancin')
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (yes sir)
Bands in my pants, drippin' in France (yeah)
Paper Route business, bitch, know we the clan (know we the clan)
Go and ask your bitch, she a real big fan (real big fan)
She wanna fuck on a young nigga 'cause my diamonds
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance, yeah), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (ayy, twerk)
I got bands (bands), bands (bands), bands (bands), bands (bands)
Ayy, go and ask your bitch, she gon' tell you that Glizock, yep
He the man (the man, Glizock), the man (the man), the man (the man), the man (the man)
Bitch, I've been hustlin' so long, this money doin' somethin' to my head
Yeah, I remember when I was sellin' grams out my gram's
Yeah, fast-forward that, now I'm eatin' lamb inside my Lam'
Yeah, diamonds on me cold as fuck, I think I need a sled
Uh, pull the trigger, let it sing, and make a nigga (bah-bah, bah-bah)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance, yeah)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (yeah-yeah-yeah, what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dawg, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Pennix Jr., Jordan Hutchins, Jamicheal Benson
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