Young Thug - Dance lyrics

[Verse 1] Rich gang, YSL til I'm dead I swear to god Imma ride and die for my n***as till I'm dead Skeeted off in a Bentley, getting trailed by a drophead Future told you best, y'all sh**'s f**ing blockhead I ain't playing a game with my quarter b**hes wanna f**, that bankroll fatter than a whopper Yeah, motherf** a crimestopper He ain't rich pop the collar imposter Work on me like a disaster, big blunt like a rasta Big JJ walked in this b**h with a K with 100 round drum on it Drop bombs on it, if my n***a get caught, I got some on it I'm eating n***a, Chee Chow Chung on it Yeah, chain on me, chain on me And Imma let a J get the crumbs on it My j**eler blinding me, blinding me Ho yeah I'm shining B, shining B Just like a diamond Yeah I'm cooking that fishscale, like a salmon Bae I could take you to Switzerland like Yah Mon And all of your trap spots beating like alpine [Hook](x2) Do your f**ing dance Do your f**ing, do your f**ing, do your f**ing dance Do your f**ing, do your f**ing, do your f**ing dance Do your f**ing, do your f**ing, do your f**ing dance [Verse 2] Wash that lil p**y and bring it to me Jump in that water just like a little fish [?] you know I'm streets And I might catch a body this week Pull up, knock your head off your shoulders I heard you tried them boys on [?] b**h I got white like Santa Claus, I'm holding May [?] showing my summer ho, [?] I do not trust your Jesus piece (I got my own) You might be bool if you not speak to me I would keep it in the street I'll accept your apology That's my motherf**ing girl She stay down with Thugger and Imma give her the world I ain't gone never stop until you in Thugger world I'll marry you right inside this club, no boys and girls