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loat! - dancin lyrics

[intro: kidlovo]

[chorus: loat!]

(like do y’all… do y’all hear that?)
(i don’t even know if thats like a real…)
(what the f+ck? what is happening)
(do y’all hear that?)
(ayy yo, ayy yo)
(yo, what the?)
aww sh+t
i be running from these thots, oh my god
i’m out of my mind
two gold chains on my neck, no grime
i be counting up these checks with my dawgs
i take my time
she getting tipsy, been sipping on wine (yuh, yuh)
diamonds dancin’, dancin’, dancin’ (oh my, oh my)
on my wrist like it’s a pole
she just want to get in my pants
’cause i’ve got t++th that’s madе of gold
they ain’t f+ckin’ with that newbie sh+t
pull up with thе blow
take a toke and now i’m zooted
i be slidin’ with the pole
[verse one: loat!]

my gun is bigger with a little trigger
if i get the guap that’s that (that’s that, yuh)
pull up with choppas and all of my figures
and light that boy up like a tac’
she gon’ drop it low for me
when i hit it, bouncin’ back
on my waist a .33
and my shorty got a strap
sorry, i whip it
swervin’ the audi
latina b+tch and her name was like ari
whole lotta b+tches so don’t call me carti (b+tch)
me and my shorty pull up to the party
me and my shorty gon’ pull up with sticks
if you talk down, then we gon’ hit a l!ck
glock 19, turn him to a b+tch
break in your window and we shoot at the whip

[verse two: kidlovo]

shoot at yo whip
it’s not a game
you gettin’ hit
demons off the molly
we got sticks, ha ha
take off your kicks (oh my)
they complete my f+cking fit (oh my, oh my)
goth hoe want my f+cking d+ck
i don’t give her sh+t
give me f+ckin’ top
in the backseat of my whip
i make them dance
reload the clip
call me the joker
ha ha b+tch (ha ha ha)
smokin’ dead opps
by the zip
get yo b+tch so wet
when i flip my f+ckin’ wrist
[chorus: loat!]

ayy
diamonds dancin’, dancin’, dancin’ (b+tch)
on my wrist like it’s a pole
she just want to get in my pants (just wanna get in my pants)
’cause i’ve got t++th that’s made of gold
they ain’t f+ckin’ with that newbie sh+t
pull up with the blow
take a toke and now i’m zooted
i be slidin’ with the pole

[verse three: kidlovo]

yeah, yeah
yeah, i’m slidin’ with the pole
pull up to the party
groupies, coke all in they nose
shorty got us in the playlist
’cause she know that we the goats (we the goats)
yeah we livin’ what we rappin’
that’s the code (code, yeah)
couple thotties on my line
imma smash them that’s a go (that’s a go, yeah)
imma smash them that’s a go (that’s a motherf+cking go)

- loat lyrics

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