Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doin My Dance, artist - Fredo Bang.
Date of issue: 18.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Doin My Dance |
Ain’t that DJ Chose over there |
That look like DJ Chose |
Stick hangin' out my pants |
But imma still hit my dance |
Quarantine runnin' through bands |
Shorty tried calling me bro |
Bitch what the fuck is you sayin hoe |
Shawty keep callin' my phone |
She don’t wanna leave me alone |
She say I do what you don’t |
That’s why she never at home |
That’s why she never at home |
Stick hangin' out my pants |
But imma still hit my dance |
Quarantine runnin' through bands |
Shorty tried calling me bro |
Bitch what the fuck is you sayin' hoe |
Shawty keep callin' my phone |
She don’t wanna leave me alone |
She say I do what you don’t |
That’s why she never at home |
That’s why she never at home |
Got in that ummm I’m like honey I’m home |
Got on the trust I’m like honey 'im on |
She hit my line like bae where you at |
Actin all pressed I’m like honey I’m grown |
Get in that pussy I’m diggin' like cleats |
Get in her mouth and I’m pushin' her teeth |
Ain’t sharin' no bitch I’m playin' for keeps |
So y’all can stop askin' I ain’t fuckin' on neek |
I play this shit how it goes |
I still be slangin' them polls |
I still be lurkin' like crows |
I keep that stick on the low |
Still thuggin' on parole |
No I ain’t suckin' no toes |
I’m not tryna be your man |
I’m not tryna be your goals |
Your not bout to put me on maury |
That baby ain’t mines and I know yeah |
Get that green that Peter that Pan |
I got 'em mad they salty like sand |
Old the bitch stop callin' me baby |
I got a verse from Lil Baby |
I don’t wanna talk just pay me |
Me and that check my statement |
Matter fact check my payments |
Matter fact hit my agent |
I need like 50 occasion |
I make a bad bitch amazin' |
Stick hangin' out my pants |
But Imma still hit my dance |
Quarantine runnin' through bands |
Shorty tried calling me bro |
Bitch what the fuck is you sayin' hoe |
Shawty keep callin' my phone |
She don’t wanna leave me alone |
She say I do what you don’t |
That’s why she never at home |
That’s why she never at home |
Your bitch in my house she ain’t tryna go home |
I’m harder then steel she ridin' on chrome |
I’ll show you for thinkin' I’m rappin a song |
Want all of the smoke like a hit from a bong |
Poppin' my shit in the VIP section |
Drippin' like gravy and fresher then dressin' |
Don’t see the hate I look over them peasants |
Bitch thats why you stressin' |
Za za blunt cant roll no mid |
I just two step cause the Glock too big (Glock) |
For the chicken then I got your Alfredo |
I’d do it myself but I gave the ok though |
I ain’t gon sugar coat nothin' |
Tell her the truth fore I lie |
I gotta move on the sly |
Cause her best friend a lil spy |
But prolly fuck me if I try |
Stick hangin' out my pants |
But Imma still hit my dance |
Quarantine runnin' through bands |
Shorty tried calling me bro |
Bitch what the fuck is you sayin' hoe |
Shawty keep callin' my phone |
She don’t wanna leave me alone |
She say I do what you don’t |
That’s why she never at home |
That’s why she never at home |
Stick hangin' out my pants |
But Imma still hit my dance |
Quarantine runnin' through bands |
Shorty tried calling me bro |
Bitch what the fuck is you sayin' hoe |
Shawty keep callin' my phone |
She don’t wanna leave me alone |
She say I do what you don’t |
That’s why she never at home |
That’s why she never at home |