Nasty C - Dance lyrics

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Nasty C - Dance lyrics

[Intro] Oh yeah Dance, Dance [Chorus - Tellaman & Nasty C] The way I got money moves But I ain't gotta dance no more Coz my j**elry got hella moves I used to broke but now I got notes Man I make hella tunes Look how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh Danceyeh Danceyeh Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh [Verse 1 - Nasty C] Diamonds make her dance make her spaz on my lap She tried to battle with my j**elry broke her back Say hallo to my little man give him a dap Give him a snack, give him a cat Come on you can do it, don't be scared to do it [?] touching I'm they type to call my side, my cousin I'm the type to call my cousin to cuddle I'm the type to never ball on no budget f** that, keep my eye on the money I'm the type to teach my diamonds to dougie Water on me like I shower in public Drip, drip, drip I be shining like I'm forced to Like it wasn't a choice I never run out of sauce Can you not see that I am gorgeous My n***a I used to be her zaddy, now she a orphan If she could seduce you for a bag, be woke Nasty you did, you ran up a bag kudos You could be the greatest or you could be the greatest Who knows? Stomp the yard with the stones [Chorus - Tellaman & Nasty C] You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher The way I got money moves But I ain't gotta dance no more Coz my j**elry got hella moves I used to broke but now I got notes Man I make hella tunes Look how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh Danceyeh Danceyeh Danceyeh Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh [Verse 2 - Tellaman] My j**elry dance and it sparkle like soda She gives dope neck, I might just buy her a choker Yeah she sits on it, like we ain't got a sofa Cuban on my neck ain't local, at least my swag ain't local I'm her daddy, but she call me zaddy She wanna have my baby but I made her have a plan b My j**elry wet like it flows, and it shine and it glows And we flexing on em foes They like he bad and he knows My swag drips it makes her wet They saw them links, now they talking bout let's connect I bring the heat and your girls wants me to hit it She wanna be my bae, I told her b**h beat it I make her dance, make her dance like a diamond Ain't worried bout no alcohol, I got a rider What would they do without us, I really wonder I got the juice and the sauce right [Chorus] You would swear Mandela was my dance teacher The way I got money moves But I ain't gotta dance no more Coz my j**elry got hella moves I used to broke but now I got notes Man I make hella tunes Look how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance like my j**elry Check how I make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh Danceyeh Danceyeh Danceyeh Make em dance Make em dance Make em dance Danceyeh

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