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Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Short hair like Nia Long Loose one she don't need a loan She start twerking when she hear a song The stripper pole her income We get trippy and then some So nasty when she rolling She put that ass off in my hands I remote control it She give me dome when the roof gone At the K.O.D. she leave with me She got friends bring three I got drugs I got drinks Bend it over, Juicy J gone poke it like wet paint You say no to ratchet pussy Juicy J can't Racks everywhere, they're showing racks I'm throwing racks In the VIP rubber on I'm stretching that Rich niggas tipping Broke niggas looking And it ain't a strip club if they ain't showing pussy. Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Uh, pop that pussy for a real nigga Pull out my black card, that's my lil' nigga Make a movie with your bitch, Steven Spiel-nigga Smokin' on Keysha, Cole give me chills nigga What's your real name, and not your stripper name I make it rain on ya, like a windowpane Bands a make her dance, Tunechi make her cum Hit it from the side like a motherfuckin' bass drum Two hoes on one fuckin' pole Two hoes on my fuckin' pole I don't tip, I pay bills Bitches call me Buffalo Her stomach in, her ass out I'm flyer than the ones they pass out If money grow on trees, I branched out I'm just waitin' for my bitch to cash out! Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands 2 Chainz, four bracelets Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation If yo girl don't swallow kids, man that hoe basic Got two bitches with me, take a shot of one hoe Using her friend for a chaser Bands a make her buss it, buss it Let me see you touch it, touch it Money talk you ain't got none, end of discussion Bands a make her do it, do it Pocket full of money, money Young nigga getting head while the engine's runnin' Err! Let me see you wiggle do it for a real nigga I be laughing to the bank, all you do is kiggle Balling in my coupe, call it sports car Drop the top and freak the chick That bitch just like a porn star Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance All these chicks popping pussy I'm just popping bands Bands a make her dance Bands a make her dance These chicks clappin' And they ain't using hands
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Justin Garner, Michael Lenn Williams, Dwayne Carter, Jordan Michael Houston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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