Letras

(Give it all you've got) (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) (Take it to the top) Mr. Krabs, stop this madness! Stop it right now! (Give it all you've got) (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) (Take it to the top) (Give it all you've got) I'm givin' you all that I got, uh (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh (Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah This is not labeled as pop, yeah (Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah (Take it to the top) you better lower your tone Don't need a label, don't throw us a bone (boom!) (Go) hop out on go mode (keep moving) Been rappin' since we yolo'd You won't catch me in a polo (on the floor) We play this game on solo (yeah, uh-huh) Better wake up early (give in) Two years now, goin' on 30 (whoa) You munchkins rap, so burly Lean gut, bitch, lookin' like Kirby (goddamn) I'm giving it all that I got (uh-huh) Big smile, fanny pack, hit the rocks Mr. Put It On, steppin' onto the spot B-Boy Brae, I'm keepin' it hot Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, drop Stackin' the numbers all way to the top Movin' like Sonic, boy, I cannot stop Turn on the Nos, I'm 'bout to pop (whoo!) (Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh (Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah This is not labeled as pop, yeah (Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah (Take it to the top) you better lower your tone Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (boom!) (Give it all you've got) bitch (Can't stop now, keep movin') I am not a dog All these A&R tryna give me cars I'm not tryna sell, Civic on my arm (yeah-yeah) You Brawl, I'm Melee, kick roller, I-I'm Pele Ol' whip just hit the nene, no cut out for my payday You want this, you can't touch this We saucin', yeah, McLovin' We movin', yeah, we chuggin' Your frozen dollars' buggin' On stage, I'm trippin' Nails painted, you're trippin' No style, no sauce Who made you the coochie boss? (Give it all you've got) keep doing it, yeah (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) keep doing it, yeah (Take it to the top) keep doing it, yeah Keep doing it, yeah (Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh (Give it all you've got), this is not labeled as pop, yeah This is not labeled as pop, yeah (Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah (Take it to the top) you better lower your tone Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (boom!) Get up, get, get up Do it, do it on our own Get up, get, get up (whoa!) We doin' it, yeah We doin' it, yeah We doin' it, yeah Keep doin' it, yeah Keep doin' it, yeah Keep doin' it, yeah Keep doin' it, yeah Keep doin' it, yeah (Give it all you've got) (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) (Take it to the top)
Writer(s): Braê, Brian Wade, Joey Valence, Tony Cliff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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