D Dash - Dance For Me lyrics

rate me

feat. Travis Porter

She always know the problem but don’t ever know the answer

And every time we argue when I call she never answer

I kidnapped her heart but somebody paid the ransom

Now I’m in the club throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

It’s 1 o’clock in the morning, you argue and fuss

Asking where you been, asking who you fucking

And I ain’t tryina hit it right now, I really hit the strip club seeing right now

I’m gone and I don’t think I’ll ever make it home

This shorty keep dancing can make it to my soul

I tell her take it off and she gonna do whatever I tell her

Then I can blow a couple of hundred then she down for whatever

Make a nigga feel special, I lay her down like a stretcher

Yeah, and if she need help I’mma help her

Yeah, and she like when I’m disrespectful like bitch, go cook me breakfast

She always know the problem but don’t ever know the answer

And every time we argue when I call she never answer

I kidnapped her heart but somebody paid the ransom

Now I’m in the club throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

I don’t get no hello, I don’t get no how are you

I walk in the crib and all you wanna do is argue

I wanna hit the club but I ain’t got no cash

I ain’t going to the bank, I’m dipping in my stash

I open up that safe and I snatch me about ten

I’m about to ball out at the strip club, just Ben, me, and my friends

When my girl acting up I pay a bitch tuition

I know some bitches up that magic hope my bitch be bitching

Yeah, so I can come throw my business wide

I don’t know why, guess I’m addicted

I’m drunk as fuck, I’m sitting here, the cash is gone

I’m thinking that I should’ve stayed my ass at home

She always know the problem but don’t ever know the answer

And every time we argue when I call she never answer

I kidnapped her heart but somebody paid the ransom

Now I’m in the club throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing off that money, thinking about my lil’ shorty

Bout to hit the strip club, I’mma leave here with somebody

Probably me and my partner riding around through the city

No pressure on this cash, they sit up magic city

My girl wanna argue, I ain’t even with it

Talking about it naked, but I ain’t even hit it

First thing first, I gots to keep it pimping

‘Cause I’m coming home to you but I just got a lot of women

She going through my phone, I got so many decisions

One day when you going I’mma wish I would’ve listened

Fuck a sad song, I’mma pour it for a sip

Now we just lovers from a distance

She always know the problem but don’t ever know the answer

And every time we argue when I call she never answer

I kidnapped her heart but somebody paid the ransom

Now I’m in the club throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers

Throwing money at the dancers