DANCE!

The world is yours
 Let's go
 Bitch, dance, and throw that ass up
 Blunt's so big, I could roll ya ass
 So, drop it, I got my bags
 I got big bands, you need your racks
 So, do it, go stupid
 Ass on fat but her waist on movin'
 Got three racks, just spent on shoes
 And whatchu want? Bitch, I ain't no cupid (ay, ay)
 Bitch, dance
 Her face is a eight, but her ass ten
 He wants a picture, but he told his girl to ask me
 Leather pants got me feeling like a bad bitch
 I'm still the same, rockin' since back then
 Still on the same drugs but way more
 Beat up Vans, I got taste still
 My new crib is somewhere where it's sunny out
 But I spent 12 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, mix likе Dalmatian
 My momma said I spend way too much on me
 Oh my God
 15 bitches in thе crib
 So I really can't tell nobody
 I've been on the road, I don't smoke
 I don't motherfuckin' broke
 Bring it back down like Bob Marley
 Yeah, I've been doin' shows
 If he keeps on asking for a feature
 I'ma keep on saying, "Mm, prolly"
 Bitch, we on go, we ain't pullin' up to no function
 But this song got hoes dancin' at the party (party, party)
 Bitch, dance, and throw that ass up
 Blunt's so big, I could roll ya ass
 So, drop it, I got my bags up, up
 I got big bands, you need your racks up
 So, do it, go stupid
 Ass on fat but her waist on movin'
 Got three racks, just spent on shoes
 And whatchu want? Bitch, I ain't no cupid (ay, ay)
 Bitch, 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 riding with a low fade
 2016, I was rockin' hella no face
 If she don't give me face in the back of the vehicle
 I'ma take the commas, boy, you can keep the decimals
 Naked bitches scream, I be adding up the decibels
 Let me see you dance, shush it out, Miss Incredible (baby)
 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 on 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 shit
 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
 Bitch, dance, and throw that ass up
 Blunt's so big, I could roll ya ass
 So, drop it, I got my bags up
 I got big bands, you need your racks up
 So, do it, go stupid
 Ass on fat but her waist on movin'
 Got three racks, just spent on shoes
 And whatchu want? Bitch, I ain't no cupid (ay, ay)
 Bitch dance, and throw that ass up
 Blunt's so big, I could roll your ass
 So drop it, I got my bags up
 I got big bands, you need your racks up
 So do it, go stupid
 Ass on fat but her waist on movin'
 Got three racks just spent on shoes
 And whatchu want? Bitch I ain't no cupid
 Bitch dance (bitch dance)