Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dance , by - Nasty C. Release date: 09.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dance |
| Oh yeah |
| Dance, Dance |
| You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher |
| The way I got money moves |
| But I ain’t gotta dance no more |
| Coz my jewelry got hella moves |
| I used to broke but now I got notes |
| Man I make hella tunes |
| Look how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |
| Diamonds make her dance make her spaz on my lap |
| She tried to battle with my jewelry broke her back |
| Say hello to my little man give him a dap |
| Give him a snack, give him a cat |
| Come on you can do it, don’t be scared to do it |
| (please just touch it) |
| I’m they type to call my side, my cousin |
| I’m the type to call my cousin to cuddle |
| I’m the type to never ball on no budget |
| Fuck that, keep my eye on the money |
| I’m the type to teach my diamonds to dougie |
| Water on me like I shower in public |
| Drip, drip, drip |
| I be shining like I’m forced to |
| Like it wasn’t a choice |
| I never run out of sauce |
| Can you not see that I am gorgeous |
| My nigga I used to be her zaddy, now she a orphan |
| If she could seduce you for a bag, be woke |
| Nasty you did, you ran up a bag kudos |
| You could be the greatest or you could be the greatest |
| Who knows? |
| Stomp the yard with the stones |
| You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher |
| The way I got money moves |
| But I ain’t gotta dance no more |
| Coz my jewelry got hella moves |
| I used to broke but now I got notes |
| Man I make hella tunes |
| Look how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |
| My jewelry dance and it sparkle like soda |
| She gives dope neck, I might just buy her a choker |
| Yeah she sits on it, like we ain’t got a sofa |
| Cuban on my neck ain’t local, at least my swag ain’t local |
| I’m her Dandy, but she call me zaddy |
| She wanna have my baby but I made her have a plan b |
| My jewelry wet like it flows, and it shine and it glows |
| And we flexing on em foes |
| They like he bad and he knows |
| My swag drips it makes her wet |
| They saw them links, now they talking bout let’s connect |
| I bring the heat and your girls wants me to hit it |
| She wanna be my bae, I told her bitch beat it |
| I make her dance, make her dance like a diamond |
| Ain’t worried bout no alcohol, I got a rider |
| What would they do without us, I really wonder |
| I got the juice and the sauce right |
| You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher |
| The way I got money moves |
| But I ain’t gotta dance no more |
| Coz my jewelry got hella moves |
| I used to broke but now I got notes |
| Man I make hella tunes |
| Look how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance like my jewelry |
| Check how I make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Danceyeh |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Make em dance |
| Danceyeh |