Hit My Dance

Back in this bitch and I'm off like ten (Ten, ten) Please do not hit up my phone, you is not my friend (No) I had to get to the racks, the racks, the racks, then hit my dance, uh Dripped out in her mess, she on my dick, I feel bad for her man Fuckin' that bih' then I hit my dance, dance, dance, dance Bitch, I'm all in, D and D on my phone when she callin' Blow it all, get it back in the mornin' I can't fuck with the thot I just get to the money because I feel that's more important And the boy wanna talk on her name His mom gonna have when she moaning (When she moaning) Take out the racks and then surf and I go in to blow her in any place I keep a glocky if you wanna talk You already know I ain't catchin' no fade Yo' bitch on my page, she just wanna stalk Drippin' the bih' when I walk I ain't give a fuck 'bout the cars, hit that bitch crying, I don't wanna talk Hop in that bitch and we goin' way too fast (Way too, way too fast) I'm goin' up because look at the stats She love it, she love it, she love it I cannot let them, I hop in the mic When I'm high, I'ma whip it up just like the stars Got the ten out ten and she buyin' for fun I'm from Chevy the Bentley, I'm up in this car (Damn) Yeah, I had a make that shit work Don't call up my phone, lil' baby (Phone) Baby, I got no time to flirt (Flirt) I got designer big cars, 0 to 60 in seconds I can provide for momma, fuck her then drop We 'bouta teach him a lesson Back in this bitch and I'm off like ten (Ten, ten) Please do not hit up my phone, you is not my friend (No) I had to get to the racks, the racks, the racks, then hit my dance, uh Dripped out in her mess, she on my dick, I feel bad for her man Fuckin' that bih' then I hit my dance, dance, dance, dance Bitch, I'm all in, D and D on my phone when she callin' Blow it all, get it back in the mornin' I can't fuck with the thot I just get to the money because I feel that's more important And the boy wanna talk on her name His mom gonna have when she moaning (When she moaning)