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az chike - wanna dance lyrics

[intro]
(laudiano)

[verse 1]
feel like bart simpson, suck the d+ck, b+tch, eat shorts
opps wanna box, f+ck is that? this ain’t wii sports
eye contact with that money, i’ma see more
you ain’t dropped sh+t, how the f+ck you keep score?
lawyer up quick, n+ggas actin’ like the laws
beat the sh+t out a n+gga, don’t let the ears throw you off
from the west, big dubs, ain’t no room for a loss
turn into a vegetable and throw him in that broth
n+gga

[chorus]
i just hit the club, thirty+piece in my pants
big chop, wop wop, who the f+ck wanna dance?

[verse 2]
know these b+tches wanna f+ck, that’s okay ’cause i got d+ck
enemigos, diarrhea, don’t do opp sh+t
men in black, yes, i will crack your locksmith
tv dinner, hit him up ’til his top lift
top this, i got them b+tches on that nonsense
stovetop, fold his body like an omelette
they net thugging, always tryna leave a comment
i spit sick, make a n+gga eat some vomit
i’m back on that hot sh+t, yeah, that climate
she hit that coke hard like a center, she a lineman
tuh, i guess you back to your lyin’
throw a n+gga in that sk!llet, guess he back to that fryin’
[chorus]
i just hit the club, thirty+piece in my pants (huh? huh?)
big chop, black black, who the f+ck wanna dance? (huh? haha)
big chop, black black, who the f+ck wanna dance?
i just hit the club, thirty+piece in my pants
big chop, wop wop, who the f+ck wanna dance?

- az chike lyrics

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