We Don't Dance / Gbg
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She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
The wap's got power, let it sing like my gyal in the shower
In the pot, make a rock out of powder
If it's beef, get quarter the pounder
Real Brixton, A Towner, we make the girls undress, go down us
Man's on the ball like rounders,
Jakes on the case so they lost and found us
Straight cash, no scam though, lick out a two and bit in the bando
Jump out the car with the Rambo,
They hid in the shop near the Fanta and Tango
Man let it clap like a slipper and sandal,
Came with the steel, leave with the Banglez
Came with the gang, go at mans angle,
Bops with the mash,
The side of the handles She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
Bad B want a piece of me of course, of course
I don't trust her though, she's moving like she's tryna get me bored
I gotta put on my gloves before I touch
This, I ain't talking 'bout doing my chores
Cali in my zoots as well, I'm high, oh lord
About five man in the three door, looking to feed their swords
Every other day we used to 'round there, until he got bored
And then he got bored, then he got bored
And then to all the other opp blocks we toured
That shit was all bait back then, now shit's all changed
Still catch me on the block with my pushy, nuttin' ain't changed
Still say I got a baby face, she try say I ain't aged
Bitch, are you mad?
Are you fucking cray? She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
The wap's got power, let it sing like my gyal in the shower
In the pot, make a rock out of powder
If it's beef, get quarter the pounder
Real Brixton, A Towner, we make the girls undress, go down us
Man's on the ball like rounders,
Jakes on the case so they lost and found us
Straight cash, no scam though, lick out a two and bit in the bando
Jump out the car with the Rambo,
They hid in the shop near the Fanta and Tango
Man let it clap like a slipper and sandal,
Came with the steel, leave with the Banglez
Came with the gang, go at mans angle,
Bops with the mash,
The side of the handles She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
Bad B want a piece of me of course, of course
I don't trust her though, she's moving like she's tryna get me bored
I gotta put on my gloves before I touch
This, I ain't talking 'bout doing my chores
Cali in my zoots as well, I'm high, oh lord
About five man in the three door, looking to feed their swords
Every other day we used to 'round there, until he got bored
And then he got bored, then he got bored
And then to all the other opp blocks we toured
That shit was all bait back then, now shit's all changed
Still catch me on the block with my pushy, nuttin' ain't changed
Still say I got a baby face, she try say I ain't aged
Bitch, are you mad?
Are you fucking cray? She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"
She wanna dance with the GBG's
Hunny, we don't dance
We dance with smoke when we're doing up Tour de France
How you gon' say we don't bang in these streets? We're fucking charged
Don't make me laugh, we had man screaming out "oh my lard"