Lyrics

Why you tryna play me I can't ever let these people phase me Almost had to let that bullet graze me While I'm looking in the mirror it amaze me That I'm beautiful and blessed that shit crazy Dance on em Dance on em Dance on em Dance on em Dance on em Dance on em Dance on em What you sipping in here Good vibes ain't nobody trippin' in here I got mob ties nigga don't go missing in here I don't do the online social distance in here Gang Where you tryna go What you tryna see What yo future looking like And what you tryna be I say where you wanna go She say I'm tryna see I know that I'm proud of you Because I'm proud of me It's one thing I gotta see It's one thing I gotta be It's number one. From another galaxy One of one It look like we burning calories How we run it up This ain't annual no salary We just turning it Shit get twisted Like the volume button Go head turn me up Shit been up and down no volume button We still going up Do Yo Dance on em Do It Do Yo dance on em Ay Do Yo Dance on em Do Yo Dance on em Do yo shit on it Do yo shit on it These ain't chuck taylors Girl these Rick owens We can build like bob put a brick on it Gave her good D got her shit glowing Got a flight in the morning I should get going Ion sneak when I link I ain't tip toeing Who the hell made this beat boa this bitch goin' Oh my flights here, I should get going If you make time for me... I make time for you... Know that's not a thing... But that's how I move... You can be my queen You can be my boo... Screamin come get whacked off the pack I turn to a demon From the back from the back got lil baby screaming Do Yo Dance on em Do It Do Yo dance on em Ay Do Yo Dance on em Do Yo Dance on em
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