This is a song about "Both got dance moves"

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Then you wouldn't be doin' all of those upper class moves,

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Niggas claim they making moves still standing where they start

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

They saying they both got the jitters

I got these tats all on my arms

Both dreams got different parts

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I hope you listening to my lyrics and it moves you

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk