This is a song about "Dirty dancing"

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

Need it when i'm dancing, i need a cash advance

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

Bring that shit the fuck back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

But now i'm spitting clean lyrics, none are dirty

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Nothing left to feel just despair your serial dancing with a devil

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will