Dance! (Explicit)

DANCE! (feat. Ciscaux & Wassup Rocker) (Explicit) - 1nonly/Ciscaux/Wassup Rocker

Lyrics by：nathan scott fuller

Composed by：nathan scott fuller

The world is yours

Let's go

***** dance and throw that a*s up

Blunt's so big I could roll your a*s up

So drop it I got my bags up

I got big bands you need your racks up

So do it go stupid

A*s on fat but the waist on movin'

Got three racks just spent on shoes

And what you want ***** I ain't no cupid ayy ayy

***** dance

Her face is a eight but her a*s ten

He wants a picture but he told his girl to ask me

Leather pants got me feeling like a bad *****

I'm still the same rockin' since back then

Still on the same *** but way more

Beat up vans I got taste still

My new crib is somewhere where it's sunny out

But I spent twelve bands on this rain coat

Always off of it forever lockin' in

I'm going hard again your boyfriend clockin' in

Black and white chick mixed like dalmatian

My momma said I spend way too much on me

Oh my God

Fifteen ******* in the crib

So I really can't tell nobody

I've been on the road I don't smoke

I don't ***********' broke

Make her bow down like Bob Marley

Yeah I've been doin' shows

If he keeps on asking for a feature

I'ma keep on saying hm probably

***** we on go we ain't pullin' up to no function

But this song got hoes dancin'

At the party party party

***** dance and throw that a*s up

Blunt's so big I could roll your a*s up

So drop it I got my bags up

I got big bands you need your racks up

So do it go stupid

A*s on fat but the waist on movin'

Got three racks just spent on shoes

And what you want ***** I ain't no cupid ayy ayy

***** dance

Blunt filled with oj

Coke in the nose ring

She said she in love yeah but I'ma tell her no way

2016 I was ridin' with a low fade

2016 I was rockin' hella no things

If she don't give me face in the back of the vehicle

I'ma take the commas boy you can keep the decimals

Makin' ******* scream I be addin' up the decibels

Let me see you dance stretch it out miss incredible

What's your name I didn't catch it

Oh you from brooklyn like the magic

Oh your friends said that I'm active

Baby I don't know jack like cactus

Sippin' cacti not the white claw

She my angel in that white cloth

Sniffin' white lines then I mile off

Tell 'em white lies just from my car

I said I think that I'm on some ****

Let me see you go left right up down on my dick

I'm so sorry but I'm so high I must admit

Tell me your name one more time I won't forget au

***** dance and throw that a*s up

Blunt's so big I could roll your a*s up

So drop it I got my bags up

I got big bands you need your racks up

So do it go stupid

A*s on fat but the waist on movin'

Got three racks just spent on shoes

And what you want ***** I ain't no cupid ayy ayy

***** dance and throw that a*s up

Blunt's so big I could roll your a*s up

So drop it I got my bags up

I got big bands you need your racks up

So do it go stupid

A*s on fat but the waist on movin'

Got three racks just spent on shoes

And what you want ***** I ain't no cupid

***** dance ***** dance