She my favorite dancer
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin
As for my incentive, I want Number(Nine)
I wanna get some land so I can live me a better life
You wanna just get it just say so
You know the way that it go
I got so much work I might as well open a store
I got a f*ck of a lul flame up, whippin' my wrist on a stove
Leavin' the other bih jaded, watchin' her lul body roll
F*ckin' that bih with my hands up I'm gonna give it a load
Uzi up in the Jansport nigga you better get low
Lul nigga be thinkin' he sick he talkin that shit we wipin' his nose
Knew that nigga was a bitch he dropped his lil' switch I'm uppin the pole
Said I should be a stylist love when I be on her body
Ima need my money oh baby girl you know I'm sorry
She my favorite dancer
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin'
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She my favorite dancer
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin
As for my incentive, I want Number(Nine)
I wanna get some land so I can live me a better life
You wanna just get it just say so
You know the way that it go
I got so much work I might as well open a store
I got a f*ck of a lul flame up, whippin' my wrist on a stove
Leavin' the other bih jaded, watchin' her lul body roll
F*ckin' that bih with my hands up I'm gonna give it a load
Uzi up in the Jansport nigga you better get low
Lul nigga be thinkin' he sick he talkin that shit we wipin' his nose
Knew that nigga was a bitch he dropped his lil' switch I'm uppin the pole
Said I should be a stylist love when I be on her body
Ima need my money oh baby girl you know I'm sorry
She my favorite dancer
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin'
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin
As for my incentive, I want Number(Nine)
I wanna get some land so I can live me a better life
You wanna just get it just say so
You know the way that it go
I got so much work I might as well open a store
I got a f*ck of a lul flame up, whippin' my wrist on a stove
Leavin' the other bih jaded, watchin' her lul body roll
F*ckin' that bih with my hands up I'm gonna give it a load
Uzi up in the Jansport nigga you better get low
Lul nigga be thinkin' he sick he talkin that shit we wipin' his nose
Knew that nigga was a bitch he dropped his lil' switch I'm uppin the pole
Said I should be a stylist love when I be on her body
Ima need my money oh baby girl you know I'm sorry
She my favorite dancer
Wanna hold me close
I think she a Cancer
I can feel her soul
She know I'm the answer
I just want some more
I had to get my bands up
I had to get my dough
I don't really care
You can't tell me nun
I know that they stare
Girl you like a gun
I can only tell if you be real or if you be lyin
We gonna put a lul bread on his head cause the lil nigga felt like dyin'
Writer: Barry West
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