Belly - Ballerina (France Remix) lyrics

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Belly - Ballerina (France Remix) lyrics

She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance Oh I'm takin' heavy, bring that big scale I'd say don't ride my wave but that ship sailed (riding) Now my dogs still riding with that fish scale Growing fishtails like you really miss jail I got the sauce, got that marinara (Sauce) Talking hoes, I had my fair share of (Hoes) She pulled up on me in that Panamera (Yo) Thick white b**h look like Aguilera She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance (Drop it, drop it, drop it) Oh you playing but I got the cheat code Shallow b**hes always got the deep quotes The block is hot but the streets cold Shoes designer but she got a cheap soul, oh I drop the top on that Maranello Big suitcases like we play the cello Sleeping on me, get a bigger pillow Live fast, die young just like Barrichello She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance (Drop it, drop it, drop it) Dance, dance, dance (Do it) Dance, dance, dance (Yeah) She just want the Rosé, she don't want your roses Watch the pole split the water like it's Moses She just wanna pull up in the Benz and sit in Rolls' She don't never pay attention to the vultures She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance (Drop it, drop it, drop it)