Said her hearts, in a cage
Tell shorty i may change
Shorty rocking to the beat.
I keep my money neat
I make songs about shit for attention
Travel. fly. swim. meet. love. dance. win.
Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
I got a shorty name texas and
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.
Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
This shorty walking by i might watch for a while
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire
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