H.A.W.K. - I Can Make You Dance lyrics

Here comes the Wreckshop bomb, that Big H.A.W.K. didn't refuse Coming down on a song, I couldn't refuse I'm with the Jam Down Don, Botany Boy boss Put a fo' in the room, we gon break boys off Wide body Denali, I'm riding Y2 grey Tell the FED's I ain't scared, I'm down with the D.E.A. E.S.G. and Big H.A.W.K., got boys under our wings I'm about to let 'em up, Lamborgini with screens What you mean you can't dance, to the Screwed Up Click Make the world boom-boom, tap-tap to it Through the do-do, man here come the pro-pro Freestyle King, and I'm so damn throwed though Wrist fully froze, with the princess cuts So much ice on my piece, look like a cooled cup Man hold up, haters in a trance Southside crunk, pop your trunk and make it dance huh [Lil' Keke:] It's fa sho, we step in the do' motivated My click iced out, prepare to be faded My watch my wrist, my neck so crushing We hit the dance flo', and b**hes start rushing Get your shake on, what you waiting on what you got Do that thang, work that thang you're hot Oh yeah you looking good, but I just might pa** Cause you ain't working hard enough, put some bounce in that a** You want some cash, wrong n***a wrong time Girl you way out of line, I'm for real bout mine Now do that strut, shake that bu*t what Since you walked up in the club, you been backing it up Here we go, she back on the flo' touching her toe The first to let her know, that I don't love no hoe And the party don't start, right after mic check All the people gon dance, when Screw wreck the deck what [DJ Screw scratching] [H.A.W.K.:] I can make you dance, bust the seam if your pants Make you shake it so hard, you need a ambulance Put boys in a trance, cause the three point stance Have you screaming like Biggie, give me one more chance Biting mics like hands, and Paris Bueller in France Now I'll blind you with my piece, with the slightest glance My game is advanced, with my Screwed Up style Make you back that a** up, like Juvenile Crushed ice in my smile, live a lavish lifestyle And my freestyle, makes me so versatile On my feet crocodile, keep a low profile And one night with me, I'll make it worth your while I'm the golden child, call me H-A-W-K And making money, is my authority Year Y2K, now my stocks done grew And we can make you dance, when you jamming Screw [DJ Screw scratching] [C-Note:] Baby I can make you dance, here's your chance don't miss it Bezeltines fancy things, pinky rings kiss it Bentley with automatic stuff, we playa bout We making hoes get under our wings, like Big H.A.W.K. C-Note on top the charts, Big Shots off the heezy I'm quick to wreck shop on them bops, like E.S.Geezy For sheezy, man we making cash forever My drop got the gla**, with the grilling leather However, we represent for the South Plenty diamonds on my hand, plenty diamonds in my mouth We pull up at Mega Meg, platinum over grey I can make the drop dance, you can make that a** shake Don't hate, baby girl I'ma keep it real C-Note without his grill, like a fish with no gill Just another platinum, from the Screwed Up Click Me, Big H.A.W.K., and E and Ke' we dropping platinum sh**