Dancer (Radio Edit)

Mmmh, She got the body of a dancer

I asked her name and she answered

She know I can buy her things, designer things

You know I keep my bands up

She tried to tell me I was handsome

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh

Pussy not supposed to feel this good and I know

And she gon' ride, but she don't need no title

And hurry up and text me back or we gon' fight

And I won't hesitate to write you, no, no, no

Always expecting a response cause she's mine

And even if it's 3:05 at night, I'm coming over

Call Juss up for the Rolls Royce chauffeur

Late night spaghetti with the garlic bread toasted

New York ****, I keep some butters for the toaster

New York freaky bitch, give me throatems in the ghost (yea)

Pull up in some Skims or Fashion Nova

So let's rock like woah, come and shake it like shoulders

So many bricks of ones, they can't fold 'em

Rapper and a dancer, a reality show

A got a thing for always tapping these hoes

Everybody else in reality knows

Mmmh, She got the body of a dancer

I asked her name and she answered

She know I can buy her things, designer things

You know I keep my bands up

She tried to tell me I was handsome

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh

If you won't leave, then we gon' ride out

You with me, so you all mine now

Like my bop and I know your body

I'ma hit you for your room number when I'm in the lobby

It's getting physical, I'm feeling your touch

It feel different when you only get this feeling with us

Back shots, I be filling you up

And you say you cum faster with my thumb in ya

You move your body like a snake

Gotta be from Harlem how you shake it

Need it right now, I ain't waiting

Know I can get impatient

And when it come to you, I ain't playing

Mmmh, She got the body of a dancer

I asked her name and she answered

She know I can buy her things, designer things

You know I keep my bands up

She tried to tell me I was handsome

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh

Wanna take me to the crib, put it down on me

And show me what it is, uh uh