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6namikaze - make em dance lyrics

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[intro]
w—
woah, woah, woah…

[chorus]
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance

[verse 1]
can’t be my son, ain’t no father
like to pop my collar
i stack my sh+t, get taller
jump in, shot like a baller

that sh+t don’t get me scared
okay, what’s up over there?
i got two b+tches in my ear—
it’s annoying, but i got that glare

it’s stupid
i ain’t dumb, i ain’t ruthless
why a n+++a tryna debate on me?
he so clueless
get your money up, n+++a
do i look like cupid?
yeah, you can’t catch up with me—
yuh, i go foolish

[verse 2]
walk in the party
everything good as it should
big boy smokin’ on wood
i got a whole lotta money comin’ in
pockets all fat like “woah.”

that b+tch on my d++k
she tryna give me slop and suck my soul

if you think you got what it takes
to be like me, come on
i could do this sh+t for years
and still be your top three, come on

no, i ain’t talkin’ to you
talkin’ to a real bad b
i got h+lla people bitin’ on my sh+t
like fleas

you ain’t nothin’ to me, boy
you don’t got sht i need
keep that sht on me
in case i need to clock your tee
[chorus / outro]
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands to make her dance
bands…

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