This is a song about "Dance off"

Between you and me i'm more exclusive than a private dance

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Save the last dance for you and me

It ain't hard to make money

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Your last wish, wanna dance?

You can see with your fans

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy