Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Won't Dance, artist - Tom Wopat
Date of issue: 11.02.2013
Song language: English
I Won't Dance |
I wasn’t born last night |
I know these hoes ain’t right |
But you was blowing up her phone last night |
But she ain’t have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh |
Nigga, that’s that nerve |
Why give a bitch your heart when she’d rather have a purse? |
Why give a bitch an inch when she’d rather have nine? |
You know how the game goes |
She be mine by half time, I’m the shit, oh |
Nigga, that’s that nerve |
You all about her, and she all about hers |
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos |
And I done did everything, but trust these hoes (CB fuck with me! |
)When A rich nigga want ya |
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Yeah, yeah, let me seeJust got rich |
Took a broke nigga bitch |
I can make a broke bitch rich |
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches |
Got a white girl with some fake titties |
I took her to the Bay with me |
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana |
Rolling up that Bob Marley |
I’m a rasta |
She say she wanna do drugs, |
Smoke weed, get drunk |
She wanna see a nigga trapped |
She wanna fuck all the rappersWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (nothing no) |
These hoes ain’t loyal (no they ain’t) |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Yeah, yeah, let me seeBlack girl with a big booty |
If she a bad bitch, let’s get to it right away |
We up in this club |
Bring me the bottles |
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man |
That’s a no no girl |
All this money in the air |
I wanna see you dance |
Just got rich |
Took a broke nigga bitch |
I can make a broke bitch rich |
But I don’t fuck with broke bitchesWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (no, nothing) |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Yeah, yeah, let me seeWith ciroc in the system? |
Ain’t no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them |
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood |
No relation, I don’t chase 'em, I replace 'em |
LVs, Hermes, Dolces |
Them hoes ain’t loyal. |
Man, they rotate |
School me to the game, now i know my duty |
Put it in the loader |
She was riding in the hoot |
Fuck that bitch |
I got my own hoe |
Fuck your weed |
I got my own smoke |
Had to put my mink back on |
Tell that bitch |
Put a ring back on |
MontanaCome on, come on, girl |
Why you frontin'? |
Baby show me something |
When I call her, she gon' leave |
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat |
Come on, come on, girl |
Why you frontin'? |
Baby show me something |
You just spent your ring on her |
And it’s all for nothingWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for ya) |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Yeah, yeah, let me see |
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Yeah, yeah, let me see |
Yeah, yeah, let me see |
Yeah, yeah, let me see |
Let me see |
These hoes ain’t loyal |
Let me see |