๖ۣۜHipHop - Bandz A Make Her Dance | Текст песни

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[Hook]
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands
[Juicy J]
Short hair, leave me alone. News splash you don’t need a loan
Start turking when she hear a song, strip upon her income.
We can’t trippin’, it ain’t some. So nasty when she rollin’
She put that ass up in my hands, i remote control it.
She keep me gone when the roof gone, at the c.o.d. She live with me
She got friends, bring three. I got drugs, i got drinks.
Bend it over, juicy j, don’t poke it like we’re pain
You say no to touch the pussy, juicy j came
Rags onward, they’re showing rags, i’m throwing rags
In the vip rub it and i’m stretching it
Bitch niggas tippin, broke niggas looking
And they’re still in the club if they’re showing pussy
[Hook]
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands
[Lil Wayne]
uh
pop that pussy for a real nigga
pull out my black card, thats my lil nigga
make a movie wit yo bitch steven spielnigga
smokin on keish cole, give me chills nigga
whats your real name and not your stripper name
i make it rain on ya like a window pane
bands a make her dance
tunechi make her cum
hit it from the side like a motherfucking bass drum
2 hoes on 1 fucking pole
2 hoes on my fucking pole
i don't tip i pay bills bitches call me buffalo
her stomach in and her ass out
im flyer than the ones they pass out
if money grow on trees, i branched out
I'm just waiting on my bitch to cash outtttt

[Hook]
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands
[Juicy J]
Down in the lobby, about to hear a magic
Throw some on, dig into her, all the mad bitch gon’ like it
Speak up, therefore she gonna need a couple of bags
Like a broke atm imma spillin all this cash
Them niggas in the club don’t be spending shit
20 stacks in one night, i’ll be on trippin’ shit
My crew is paid off, but i’m still paying it
A couple like us pay, she lovin’ this shit.
She making that ass club dancing like she owned it
Bring it back up to us, take that so don’t be bitch
Up and down she’s going she’s sliding on the pole
Making money, stacking them, honey, shall they go

C.Lanquincy

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