RAGGATRAPPIANO ft. Yuddy Da Paixao & Pot3nt Lyrics

Step up on the dance floor

Step up on the dance floor

Step up on the dance floor

Step up on the dance floor

Yuddy

Yah you like trap

Step up on the dance floor

Yah you like ragga

Step up on the dance floor

Amapiano

Step up on the dance floor

Now make that booty go

Step up on the dance floor

Yah you like trap

Step up on the dance floor

Yah you like ragga

Step up on the dance floor

Amapiano

Step up on the dance floor

Now make that booty go

Step up on the dance floor

Thuntsa lerole gore mmao a go bone

Shake that thing, let me pop it later on

Dirty dance, make a nigga put an overall

Big shot caller, me no follow protocol

Whi-whi-whine on me

Like a limousine, stretch it till it go rrrah

Why you hide from me

She don't want no neighbours hear the booty go phah

Goons on my left

Badies on the floor

Turn up at the Mai, we ain't leaving till four

Shata on set

Ganja galore

Yeah we on a mission like the Kids Next Door

Fusion trap with the ragga and the yano

Raggatrapiano trapiano trapiano trapiano trapiano

Fusion trap with the ragga and the yano

Raggatrapiano trapiano trapiano trapiano trapiano

Whi-whi-whine on me

Like a limousine, stretch it till it go rrrah

Why you hide from me

She don't want no neighbours hear the booty go phah

It's two o clock

The Party is filling up

All eyes on me when I be pulling up

He texted me WhatsApp up

But I ain't picking up

Crop top with my shorts that keep going up

Now I whined wit this booth when I grind it

Now he wants

So he so he put this ring nd locked in

Yah his my type type

Pretty nice guy

Got the brains

No chest pains

Coin constant flights

Yuddy da Paixao

Da da baddies to be found

Higher in status they pronounce

My presence better count

He calls this voice Sexy sounds

Yatcches and curses round

When track drops we be eating stacks pounds

Whi-whi-whine on me

Like a limousine, stretch it till it go rrrah

Why you hide from me

She don't want no neighbours hear the booty go phah

It's three o clock

The Party is going up

Two, Three, four, bottles that keep going up

Phone is blowing up

But I ain't picking up

Bank balance and status keep going up

Coz we be moving

We be cruising

We be

Lit