Money Dance
By Young Lito (2020)
On album Trampoline Dreams (2020)
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Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Word
My heart cold, ice colder than my chest
I don't front like I wish you nothing but the best
I've wish I've jailed and I've wished you death
I've wished their mumma hold all their tears lil b*tch wet
I once shot a n*gga in their neck
I was tired of your disrespect
(adlibs)
He was ready waiting
A stomach full of a n*gga, steady hating
I love paper so I'm steady chasing
Called the mob on my grandpa, amazin'
I get out of things with a handshake
I pull out a middle finger till your man's fake
In my pool where I do my dance
Do it in the club, got it in my pants
Phoney you I call bluffs I'll take ya gun from you and shoot ya in the skull
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
f*ck y'all, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Freddie will keep it fake
I'm taking my shotty till it's f*ck the snakes
The one in my jeans got a hol' of me
Lance making gucci look coney
Might leave that sh*t in my laundry
I used to get clean at (?)
I used to dry clean on my money
Cause you know I watch I can't front this
Every day, four more straight, never miss like I pray
Lord keep these haters and these police away
Pray that they got me four brick in the yay
Back when I drove a truck by Chevrolet
It ain't ever come to panama
That's what he say
Charge it to the game and I ball anyway
I play it in the club you could be my Lisa Ray, Bae!
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Word
My heart cold, ice colder than my chest
I don't front like I wish you nothing but the best
I've wish I've jailed and I've wished you death
I've wished their mumma hold all their tears lil b*tch wet
I once shot a n*gga in their neck
I was tired of your disrespect
(adlibs)
He was ready waiting
A stomach full of a n*gga, steady hating
I love paper so I'm steady chasing
Called the mob on my grandpa, amazin'
I get out of things with a handshake
I pull out a middle finger till your man's fake
In my pool where I do my dance
Do it in the club, got it in my pants
Phoney you I call bluffs I'll take ya gun from you and shoot ya in the skull
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
Fake n*ggas in their feelings
f*ck y'all, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Freddie will keep it fake
I'm taking my shotty till it's f*ck the snakes
The one in my jeans got a hol' of me
Lance making gucci look coney
Might leave that sh*t in my laundry
I used to get clean at (?)
I used to dry clean on my money
Cause you know I watch I can't front this
Every day, four more straight, never miss like I pray
Lord keep these haters and these police away
Pray that they got me four brick in the yay
Back when I drove a truck by Chevrolet
It ain't ever come to panama
That's what he say
Charge it to the game and I ball anyway
I play it in the club you could be my Lisa Ray, Bae!
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
Oo girl I want you closer
Hold on adjust my holster
Dance now, real n*gga in the building
f*ck girl, fake n*ggas in their feelings
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