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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Vell
Vell
Additional Vocals
J. White Did It
J. White Did It
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corvell J. Arterberry
Corvell J. Arterberry
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
White Anthony G
White Anthony G
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amani "A $" Hernández
Amani "A $" Hernández
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
J. White Did It
J. White Did It
Producer
Shelby Keith
Shelby Keith
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Uh And she dance to the song (Yeah) She my sunshine, I ain't never comin' home (Ooh) Ooh, she dance to the song (Song) Oh-oh, oh-oh Money on the table (Oh) Perfect like Eve but I'm no Abel (Oh) She make the crowd go, "Ooh," she smooth Money on the table (Oh) Sweet like fruit but I'm no Abel (Oh) She make the crowd go, "Ooh," she smooth Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer She want it to rain so I throw these bands up Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer I don't want nobody but you (Go) GPS, my pimpin', baby, fuck with me tonight I won't lead you wrong, won't you let me in your life? (Woo) All this ice I'm rockin', you know I can't wait in line I got all this money but don't have a lot of time Money stacked up too high, ain't no way I'm fallin' off (No) All these wolves we brought out, she like "I'll just follow y'all" I just came to ball out, I make these bitches have withdrawal She say every time she see me that she hittin' the mall (It's Gucci) Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer She want it to rain so I throw these bands up Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer I don't want nobody but you (Go) Big boy business, came up independent Straight up out the trenches, add it up (Skrr) This lil' bitch, she bad as fuck (Wow) Money make her get nasty, yeah (Yeah) I'ma let her ride passenger All the dope boys won't fuck on her Killin' these hoes, it's a massacre Every time she pull up, fuck it up Heard you fell in love with a trafficker (Skrr) Love when we fuck, it's rough as fuck She snuck in that Derringer Don't run up on us, don't try your luck Broke niggas keep tryin' her (What?) But they gon' have to step it up (Damn) Rich niggas keep flyin' her So it's gettin' hard to keep in touch And she dance to the song (Yeah) She my sunshine, I ain't never comin' home (Ooh) Ooh, she dance to the song (Song) Oh-oh, oh-oh Money on the table (Oh) Perfect like Eve but I'm no Abel (Oh) She make the crowd go, "Ooh," she smooth Money on the table (Oh) Sweet like fruit but I'm no Abel (Oh) She make the crowd go, "Ooh," she smooth Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer She want it to rain so I throw these bands up Dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer I don't want nobody but you Dirty dancer, dirty dancer She wanted to throw these bands up Dirty dancer, dirty dancer I don't want nobody
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Anthony Germaine White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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