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Ah, shit Lovell, you one crazy motherfucker And I love you for that And if anybody got a problem with you they got a problem with me, yeah Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch I do my dance, do my dance, ya Do my dance, ayy, ya Saw you at the party, you was faded This shit so outdated, show me how to play this Drive you to your crib because it's raining Park up, then I came in, grip you on the way in Strip you down, wipe that makeup off your face Bitch, slow down, I ain't tryna run no race Eat that pussy up, I forgot to say my grace Drinking up this cup, I don't know my fucking place Take you 'round with gang, 'cause you not no fucking fan Show you 'round the city, I'm the boss up in this land I been through so much, take a look inside my bag All you see is money, this shit covers up my past, bitch Ayy, you sensible, tell 'em send some more Tryna make you mine but you a cannibal Showing me your shit, it ain't original Letras de cancionesListen to your head, it's so simple Think you ready but you walking with a limp though Think you ready but that nigga got a pistol (Sweet), ayy Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch I do my dance, do my dance, ya Do my dance, ayy, ya From Letras Mania