Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands
All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
To watch it chase the kids down the street,
To watch it chase the kids down the street,
For me looks good she said oh you so sweet
Now it's time to eat
Claiming i rap like i'm street,
Rap on street lights,dance to get your feet right
I heard that statistic i almost cried
Including fox hill and 27th street
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy
Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Tryna dance within the lime light these kids wanna be with the shit
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