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Do My Dance
[Hook] Now cause we eating Now cause we eating I'mma do my dance on em Now cause we eating Now cause we eating Now cause we eating I'mma do my dance on em Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) I'mma do my dance on em (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Watch me do my dance on em Now cause we eating (tonight) [Verse 1] I
had $20 in my pocket But I
walk around like I'm filthy rich And I
blow it all on some new J's I
was damn broke but now we in this bitch Cause we built for this, so we guilt for this Say fuck tradition, make our own position Now call me the
boss, toss me the
ball We at the
top now it's hard for me to fall These my niggas, all my niggas Step out of line, I'mma call my niggas Shawty in my arm, she bad as hell Your girl on my nuts, you mad as hell She say she not a
cheater I
hope you don't believe her Zip zip zip Onomatopoeia Zipped yo chick Now I'mma beat her Got her in a
bra and I'm fucking me a
diva Back to the
club showing off my 8-ball Burping it up 'till the
drinks turn pink A
couple more shots, everyone freaks out Now she's turned up with her butt cheeks out Like blaaahhh Bloooooo What am I
to do? I
came with all these bad bitches but screaming, "Look at you!" Cause shawty got a
bad body I
swear to God she gon make me sin She got me all in her wallet And she turn around she gon make me spin I'm pulling these cards like Old Maid Screaming out, "Fuck them old days!" These gold chains, these gold shades I'mma do my dance on em, okay [Hook] [Verse 2] Imagine going from unemployed to self-employed To copping whips and trips, exclusive shit All from making noise And imagine crushing any girl you ever wanted From the
stuck up to the
stunning Popping that ass right in front of you I'm DeStorm, I'm an icon I'm a
business, kinda like Sean I
do fitness, 'till they hop on Then we fucking, with the
lights on Them hoes you only see and dream screaming, "I want you!" Break out the
colds, I'm coming through with 30 men like contra It's that Forefront shit Yeah, your boy run shit You're on the
wrong boat and I
suggest you horse your shit It started with four of us niggas Now it's more of us, nigga When it comes to loot, tell half the
truth Don't assume that you can trust niggas I
want those Dre, Jay, Bay, Ye, uncle Russ figures No blanks I'm getting them real digits My whole team punching them meal tickets Now dance [Hook w/DeStorm talking over] Yeah Now we eating Fellahs, grab a
girl Ladies, find a
man It's time to do your dance Now [Verse 3] I
want everybody to look your haters in the
eye Now rock from side to side And start eating that motherfucking wonton soup on 'em They don't even know what to do now Now smile at 'em They gon start smiling back They don't have no choice Now reach out Pull 'em really close to you Whisper in their ear and say, "This dance is for you" It's that Forefront shit Yeah, your boy run shit
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