My Lil Dance (feat. Gucci Mane) (Explicit) - Hotboy Wes/Gucci Mane
Lock it up lock it up
Microwave microwave microwave
Kid 1017 s**t brr
Mop it up mop it up
Do my lil' dance with this ho
You hear well d**n
Crack my s**t on this ho go
They got me crackin' my s**t d**n
If you in the trenches
They trap with a stick on God
They lock me up and they shackle my wrist
I slept on a man
Now I'm back in the mix on God
You ain't no savage don't lie to me n***a
I'm from the apartments
My heart in the trenches
Catch me in traffic a 'Rari
I'm whippin' skrrt Skrrt
And I'm scratchin' off like a lottery ticket on God
You told on your dawg
That's a scar on your image b***h
The longer the story the shorter your sentence
Most of these n***as gon' do that
Go put a hole in this 2x boom boom
I came up from nothin' I'm straight out the gutter
You n***as can't grow where I grew at
I f**k on your ho and you not gonna do it
You know I'ma holler out
Who that" like who is this
I bring that b***h to your doorbell
Louis V sounds on my coat tale
I used to trap out a motel
n***as be hatin' but oh well
Under my coat where the tool at tool at
If you want smoke
We can do that on God
And in ain't no smoke 'cause I blew that blew that
Ayy look how he dance
How he do that bling
Look out lil ho let me do my lil dance
That ain't my d**k that's a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That's my lil steppa he click on demand
Mop it up mop it up mop it up
Microwave microwave microwave
Lock it up lock it up lock it up
12 gauge shot 'em up shot 'em up
Look out lil ho let me do my lil dance
That ain't my d**k that's a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That's my lil steppa he click on demand
Mop it up mop it up mop it up
Microwave microwave microwave
Lock it up lock it up lock it up
12 gauge shot 'em up shot 'em up
Look at my diamonds
They do a lil' dance argh
Ice on my neck and my wrist and my hands bling
Bust down the face and then bust the band argh
Then bust on her face
I just f**ked on a fan wow
f**k you and your man
Y'all get popped like a Xan' argh
Got heat on my waist
I could give 'em a tan argh
I love all my hitters they click on demand love
Ayy free my young n***as
Let them out the can for real
Free Big Wop you know it gon' go down
People don't trust me
They know that I'm low down low
I was f**ked up on my deep
Down a four-pounds
Now we move bricks and hit licks like
I'm making 'em feel it
I'm black as a
spend it spend it
Can't take that s**t with you I got it I get it
I live in a mansion grew up in the trenches wow
n***as be hating I get it
They still in their feelings
Get found by some n***as who's fishing
All the subliminal dissing can't blemish my image
I'm balling like I play for Clemson ballin'
n***as try to ride on my wave 'cause I'm kosher like
I spent like 80 thou on my
It's Gucci
Look out lil ho let me do my lil dance
That ain't my d**k that's a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That's my lil steppa he click on demand
Mop it up mop it up mop it up
Microwave microwave microwave
Lock it up lock it up lock it up
12 gauge shot 'em up shot 'em up
Look out lil ho let me do my lil dance
That ain't my d**k that's a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That's my lil steppa he click on demand
Mop it up mop it up mop it up
Microwave microwave microwave
Lock it up lock it up lock it up
12 gauge shot 'em up shot 'em up
