Fred Astaire

Woke up in a Panamera Do my dance like Fred Astaire I'd gas it but it probably scare ya 'way Mr. I don't go nowhere 'Less I get paid for my appearance Apparently they all forgot bout me Okay Pardon me don't Get embarrassed One wrong move might leave you hairless Graze 'em when I hit that fade away Oh That my jumper Form make a house wife park her hummer Roll down tint. Like who that stunner Don't know Lilo, add new number It's fairly simple really I don't delve into the Shit that drag on Like what Denarius carry I let bygones be bygones Can't see road signs or pylons Said she can't take what I'm on I dont need drugs I'm high mom Bitch I'm top 5 I'm dylon Got her lips locked on my shlong I need no feats on my song Fake an accent and ride on Face a whole case of white claw Find my way home to my song Woke up in a Panamera Do my dance like Fred Astaire I'd gas it but it probably scare ya 'way Mr. I don't go nowhere 'Less I get paid for my appearance Apparently they all forgot bout me Okay Pardon me don't Get embarrassed One wrong move might leave you hairless Graze 'em when I hit that fade away