Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Teach Me lyrics

Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance Okay life's like, life's like, just like a tango, tango You gotta move that, move that, don't break an ankle, ankle Tell me if you see me, see me from your angle, angle I'll be your genie, genie, you be my angel, angel Okay, how low can you go? A half million records sold Soon as all the cash hit the floor (?)and I'm bout to blow Rock your body, go back and forth (?) party, you're at the fold Hundred girls in the lobby after the show that I body And after the show they prolly want to put forth for me Put on a show for the Papi that I prolly want to see So tell me what its gonna be she said "This hunny ain't free" It's the best kind that's around, so you have to pay a fee Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance Let me show you how to grove, babe How to move about a suitcase Take a trip without a shoelace I can leave you if you want Lemme help you move Baby slide it, give you a little bit of guidance Enjoy the ride, I'll be your pilot You gotta glide it Close your eyes, come fly, I'll show you how to vibe Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Oh Okay now life's like, life's like, just like a salsa, salsa You taste the spice right? Spice right? We need some water, water Lately been caught up, caught up, these steps need order, order Bring it in closer, closer, let's combine auras, auras Okay, right foot, left foot, let's go Take my hand, take me (?) below Bring it on there What you got in store? Rise up, look back at it One jab at it And I sear it's so rough, it's a bad habit How I made the p**y dance? How that happen? We could call that magic Say poof and our boots is tappin' The sweetest taboo you practice The sweetest juice that I have sip I was raised by the Sycamore tree I was told not to bite every apple I see But somehow that's hard for me Shorty make it clap, make it hard for me Come grab the mic, spit a bar for me Show me what you know, tell it all to me Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance Let me show you how to grove, babe How to move about a suitcase Take a trip without a shoelace I can leave you if you want Lemme help you move Baby slide it, give you a little bit of guidance Enjoy the ride, I'll be your pilot You gotta glide it Close your eyes, come fly, I'll show you how to vibe Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Oh Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance Oh Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants And my body through a trance and f** we just like a sin Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants And my body through a trance and f** we just like a sin