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Teach Me (教我) - The Pop Heroes/Chart Hits Allstars/Party Time DJs

Written by:ASTR/Chuck Strangers/Kiesza

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance teach me how to dance

Okay now

Life's like life's like

Just like a tango tango

You gotta move that move that

Don't break an ankle ankle

Tell me if you see me see me

From your angle angle

I'll be your genie genie

You be my angel angel

Okay how low can you go

That half a million records sold

Soon as all the cash hit the floor

Cash is out and I'm bout to blow

Rock your body go back and forth

It's a personal party you're at the fold

Hundred girls in the lobby after the show that I bodied

And after the show they prolly wanna perform for me

Put on a show for the papi that I prolly want to see

So tell me what its gonna be she said

This hunny ain't free

It's the best kind that's around

So you have to pay the fee

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance

 

Let me show you how to groove babe

 

How to move without a suitcase

 

Take a trip without a shoelace

 

I can lead you if you want

 

Let me help you move

Baby slide it

 

Give you a little bit of guidance

 

Enjoy the ride I'll be your pilot

You gotta glide it

Close your eyes come fly

I'll show you how to vibe

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

Oooooh oooooohhhhhh oooohhhhh oooooooohhhhh

Okay now

Life's like life's like

Just like a salsa salsa

You taste the spice right spice right

We need some water water

Lately been caught up caught up

These steps need order order

Bring it in closer closer

Let's combine auras auras

Okay right foot left foot let's go

Take my hand take me 11 feet below

Bring it on there

What you got in store

Rise up look back at it

One jab at it

And I swear it's so rough it's a bad habit

How I made the p**sy dance

How that happen

We could call that magic

Say poof and our boots is tappin'

The sweetest taboo you practice

The sweetest juice that I have sip

I was raised by the sycamore tree

I was told not to bite every apple I see

 

But somehow that's hard for me

Shorty make it clap make it hard for me

Come grab the mic spit a bar for me

Show me what you know tell it all to me

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance how to dance

 

Won't you teach me how to dance

 

Let me show you how to groove babe

 

How to move without a suitcase

 

Take a trip without a shoelace

 

I can lead you if you want

 

Let me help you move

Baby slide it

 

Give you a little bit of guidance

 

Enjoy the ride I'll be your pilot

 

You gotta glide it

Close your eyes come fly

I'll show you how to vibe

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

Oooooh oooooohhhhhh oooohhhhh oooooooohhhhh

 

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

Let me teach you how to dance how to dance

 

I'mma teach you how to dance how to dance how to dance

 

Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants

And my body through a trance and f**k we just like a sin

Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants

And my body through a trance and f**k we just like a sin

Oooooh oooooohhhhhh oooohhhhh oooooooohhhhh

 

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