Do Your Dance Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(Aye one of one)
(Turn me up)
Two three
Aye lil baby hit that dance for me one time, I wanna see that booty move
Just do your dance
Shake that ass till it come out them pants
Lil baby I'm your number one fan
Call me Mr. Right, you know I'm the man
Came from the dirt, it wasn't sand
Made it out the hood, I had a plan (plan)
Now all of the girls be chasing me like Michael Jackson
They don't want me for me, they know I'm having it
Call me Houdini cause I gotta magic trick
Hit Magic City, big booty I slap it
Bounce up and down, that shit really clappin'
Took another look, damn that shit is plastic
No, I can not pay for that
Shawty you can't even twerk, why you tryna act
You better go hit up a pole dance class
After that you can have all of my cash (all of my cash)
Work, work, work (work)
Don't stop just work
Baby girl let me see you lift that skirt
Bottom line, bend it over just twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk (twerk)
You bout to make me come out my shirt
Yellow bone looking like Coi Leray
I'm feeling real shiesty, no Pooh
Imma go make her pussy purrr
I really been that nigga since birth
Every year I'm increasing my worth
When your girl saw me, she gave me a glance
I might just take her cause I can
Got her doing tricks on the dick like a majorette in the stands
Just do your dance
Shake that ass till it come out them pants
Lil baby I'm your number one fan
Call me Mr. Right, you know I'm the man
Came from the dirt, it wasn't sand
Made it out the hood, I had a plan (plan)
Now all of the girls be chasing me like Michael Jackson
They don't want me for me, they know I'm having it
Opening up at Josephine
Lights flashing in my eye off the flat screen
Red head in the section next to me
Staring me down, she a pretty young thing
Walk to the bar just to get her a drink
Two cups of tequila, no champagne
Looked in my wallet, I broke the bank
From drippin' too hard, I'm wet like a sink
Blanking on beats I forgot my main bitch
If you want my money, gotta show me some tits
Matter fact bring me four shots of the liq
If you ain't shaking no ass, you gotta get kicked out the club
Please don't touch me, I don't wanna hug
If you can't work for it, then you a dub
Skinny waist with no ass, Ha! That's rough
Just do your dance
Shake that ass till it come out them pants
Lil baby I'm your number one fan
Call me Mr. Right, you know I'm the man
Came from the dirt, it wasn't sand
Made it out the hood, I had a plan (had a plan)
Now all of the girls be chasing me like Michael Jackson
They don't want me for me, they know I'm having it
(Yea, yea)
(They know that I'm having it)
(They know I'm having it)
(Yea, this money I'm steady bagging it)
(Your hoe call me Houdini, I got magic)
(Aha, ha)
(Let's go)