Dance

Dance, too much booty in the pants Freaky lil' bitch, used both her hands
Dance, baby, keep movin' them yams Throw that ass back, make a nigga say, damn
Dance, I don't give a damn about your man Insecure nigga, he ain't know you had fans
Dance, Really hate to ruin your plans But you comin' with me and I wanna see you
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
My diamonds dallas boogie, yeah they dougie Your bitch don't come outside because she
Ugly My pockets Obessed, yeah they chubby
She saved my phone number under hubby You niggas not God, so don't judge me
She suck it' sloppy, leave my lap yucky It ain't St. Patrick's Day, but girl, you
Lucky If I ever let you fuck me or touch me
Bag, back, bitch, give me 50 feet I've been in my bag like trick or treat
You ain't tryna fuck we ain't finna meet, Bust on a bitch like the enemy
Her baby daddy wanna get rid of me He seen me in her call log, history
Check your bitch, don't bitch at me Diamonds glistenin, you should see how they
Dance, too much booty in the pants Freaky lil' bitch, used both her hands
Dance, baby, keep movin' them yams Throw that ass back, make a nigga say, damn
Dance, I don't give a damn about your man Insecure nigga, he ain't know you had fans
Dance, Really hate to ruin your plans But you comin' with me and I wanna see you
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Why you walk like that
Why you talk like that
All that ass in them jeans was it bought like that
Put that dick in the life, she gon' call right back
Tried to run, couldn't take it, got brought right back
Ayy, I put that dick in the rears while I'm bitin' her ear
I free your mind like Tems, I get behind it and bim
Bitch, grab your ankles and bend, I keep on poppin' the pill
She keep on drivin' the hen, all of my opps don't exist
They live in the house on Hunted Hill, baby a freak for real
Her mama must've got pregnant, freaknik, 1996
I don't know, fuck that, work your hips
Hercules, Hercules when I hit from the rear
I'm on the perky three, I keep throwin' this dick
Dance, too much booty in the pants Freaky lil' bitch, used both her hands
Dance, baby, keep movin' them yams Throw that ass back, make a nigga say, damn
Dance, I don't give a damn about your man Insecure nigga, he ain't know you had fans
Dance, Really hate to ruin your plans But you comin' with me and I wanna see you
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants
Dance Too much booty in the pants