DeStorm - Do My Dance On Em lyrics

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DeStorm - Do My Dance On Em lyrics

[Hook] Now cause we eating Now cause we eating I'mma do my dance on em Now cause we eating Now cause we eating Now cause we eating I'mma do my dance on em Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) I'mma do my dance on em (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Now cause we eating (tonight) Watch me do my dance on em Now cause we eating (tonight) [Verse 1] I had $20 in my pocket But I walked around like I'm filthy rich And I blow it all on some new J's I was dead broke but now we in this b**h Cause we built for this, and we'd k** for this Said f** tradition, make our own position Now call me the boss, toss me the ball We at the top now it's hard for me to fall These my n***as, all my n***as Step out of line, I'mma call my n***as Shawty in my arm, she bad as hell Your girl on my nuts, you mad as hell She say she not a cheater I hope you don't believe her Zip zip zip Onomatopoeia Tip, toe tip Now I'm in my beater Got her in a bra and I'm f**ing me a diva Back to the club showing off my ink More purp in the cups 'till the drinks turn pink A couple more shots, everyone freaks out Now she's turned up with her bu*t cheeks out Like blaaahhh Bloooooo What am I to do? I came with all these bad b**hes but screaming, "Look at you!" Cause shawty got a bad body I swear to God she goin' make me sin She got me all in my wallet If she turn around she gon make me spend I'm pulling these cards like Old Maid Screaming out, "f** them old days!" These gold chains, these gold shades I'mma do my dance on em, okay [Hook] [Verse 2] Imagine going from unemployed to self-employed To copping whips and trips, exclusive sh** All from making noise And imagine crushing any girl you ever wanted From the stuck up to the stunning Popping that a** right in front of you I'm DeStorm, I'm an icon I'm a business, kinda like Sean I do fitness, 'till they hop on Then we f**ing, with the lights on Them hoes you only see and dream screaming, "I want you!" Break out the codes, I'm coming through with 30 men like Contra It's that Forefront sh** Yeah, your boy run sh** You're on the wrong boat then I suggest you whorse jump ship It started with four of us n***as Now it's more of us, n***a When it comes to loot, tell half the truth Don't a**ume that you can trust n***as I want those Dre, Jay, Bay, Ye, uncle Russ figures No blanks I'm getting them real digits My whole team punching them meal tickets Now dance [Hook w/DeStorm Talking Over] Yeah Now we eating Fellahs, grab a girl Ladies, find a man It's time to do your dance Now [Verse 3] I want everybody to look your haters in the eye Now rock from side to side And start eating that motherf**ing wonton soup on 'em They don't even know what to do now Now smile at 'em They gon start smiling back They don't have no choice Now reach out Pull 'em really close to you Whisper in their ear and say, "This dance is for you" It's that Forefront sh** Yeah, your boy run sh**