paroles de chanson Just Dance - MK47

I told my bitch to just come over and dance
You gon' feel it when you reach down my pants
Fuckin' my bitch, I put her in a trance
Me and my bitch might just go down to France
Couple of people be hating on me, but I'm not going to give 'em no clout
Like damn, what the fuck is that about?
Say you my fan, but you be running your mouth
Fuck it, I'm still going to win either way
Who we smoking, we smoking on Zay
Brodie hop out and he ootin' like Klay
Hop out, told bro just spray
Fuckin' my bitch, yeah you know that's my lady
Brodie ootin' he throwin' like Brady
Ron he be throwin' thirty five like KD
Like Justin, I'm callin' her baby

Just dance, you know it gon' be okay
Trust me, I want you to stay
Makin' you happy every single day
Like Burger King, have it your way
Open the door, bro throwin' like four, swear to god he be uppin' that score
I cannot wait til I'm really on tour
Remember them days when I used to be poor

All my success it's comin' with some hate
Opps catchin' bullets just like Tate
They want me to drop but I told 'em to wait
Brodie toting on Mary and Kate
Twin glocks he be shootin' a movie
She just want to rock like Uzi
They were sleeping on me but my brodies weren't snoozy
This shit easy, this shit is a doozy
Brodie be slidin' on the opps like hockey
Bad bitch and she all on my body
My brodie gon' hit him if he movin' oppy
Think you tough, but you is not Rocky
Fuckin' my bitch, she sing like Lady Gaga
We smoke on the opps like grabba
They say they get money, but they gettin' nada
Baby I'm a big ape like Sada

Just dance, you know it gon' be okay
Trust me, I want you to stay
Makin' you happy every single day
Like Burger King, have it your way
Open the door, bro throwin' like four, swear to god he be uppin' that score
I cannot wait til I'm really on tour
Remember them days when I used to be poor