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Make Her Dance

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Make Her Dance wurde am 17. Juli 2025 von GEEKBOB als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtAt The Top - EP

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SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Preston Surace

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Preston Surace

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Sterlingouttapocket

Sterlingouttapocket

Producer

Songtexte

Oh yeah, I, oh yeah, I, yeah, oh

Now returning to our regularly scheduled program

Yeah, thumbin' through these hundreds, yeah, my fingers got a cramp

VVs on my diamonds, yeah, I light em' like that lamp

Shawty say I'm a star, I don't even need a stamp

Took it to my suite, had her trippin off a gram, yeah, woah

Back to back flights, I been movin' like a ghost

Ten toes down, I ain't braggin', that's a boast

Shawty wanna chill, told her, do the most

Then I dipped out clean, like I saw the Holy Ghost

Thumbin' through these bands, yea yo bitch, she a fan

Cuban on my neck, got me feeling like the man

hit that lot cash, I don't need no fuckin advance

Told that ho, back it up, then I hit my dance

Thumbin' through these racks, damn, near split my pants

I be in that club like I don't give a chance

Shawty throw it back, got me stuck in that trance

Money in my pocket, I don't even got a flex

Shawty bad as hell, but I treat her like my ex

Dripped out daily, I don't even follow trends

Shawty want that clout, bitch, I only want my Benz

Told her, bring a friend, yeah, we gon' make a scene

Dancing in the dark, got her lit off my lean

I be two-steppin' in designer fuckin' jeans

With a beam and a Glock and a dream to be seen

Told that ho, back it up, then I hit my dance

Thumbin' through these racks, damn, near split my pants

I be in that club like I don't give a chance

Shawty throw it back, got me stuck in that trance

Step back, lean back, Feelin like I'm Fat Joe

Poppin' on confetti, yeah, I'm lit from the go

Baddie on my lap, got her touching on her toes

Shorty say she love my vibe, but I'm married to my dough

Big moves, big bags, I don't do the small talk

Diamonds do the dance, yeah, they hit like a south paw

Yeah, woah, woah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, woah, woah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, woah, woah

Yeah, woah, woah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Written by: Preston Surace

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