YOUNG CHRIS - Dancing lyrics
rate meHigh as a prolix, smoking a Saudi
Broke with a product, nigga, what you know about it, nigga?
Walk in the blood, tip and leave in the rug
How we fuck up the club that vividly go to puff
Fresh, this whole figure nautical
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Death around the corner, pick him apart…
Ace in the 80’s, war on us crazy
Fresh out the cleaners, started with 4 and a baby
Now I’m addicted to the money, I know that it’s real
Same time gonna know when to kill, gonna know when to chill
Know when you get it the cops fast and the niggas watching
Niggas test them choppers chopping…
Reach slow, you die fast, niggas cock blast…
Itchy finger, nigga, time to make the place up
Niggas ain’t surviving all these case shots
Take a nigga top off, make ‘em take the block off
Get you niggas knocked up, tied up, and chopped off
Tales of the dark side, niggas, you’s a small front
We’ll never stop shop…
