It's something 'bout the way you dance with me
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It amazes me, girl you're leaving with me
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It's a fantasy but I want it, 'cause I want it
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Yeah, I'm dropping, I go topping with this cash flow
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You see coming to the crib with the lights on
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'Cause I want it, and I'mma show this bitch like I own it
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Got a lifestyle of a rock star, keep a blunt lit
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Patron bottle in my left hand, in my right hip I got the gun's rip
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We all came to have a good time, no time for that dumb shit
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On the couch with my Nike airs, can't feel nothing, I'm numb, bitch
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Smoking this in my corner lip, we in the club on that corner shit
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She kinda shy but them dollars fly, guarantee she gonna strip
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Take it off, we taking off, my flight just landed, we worldwide
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Cuffing hon, she in love with us, I can see that shit in your burn eyes
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Pearl five or a blue six, that late, just bring my car back
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You barely drinking 'cause the bar packed
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Bartender came, give her ok, drop it low like the building burning
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Ain't gotta shoot but I still will burn you
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Bad bitch she still ain't earn it, you tipping crazy, she still curving
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Roll up that good weed, that good speed and light it up
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Call it drunken head, dropped a couple grams, where the fuck is my lighter?
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I don't love you, ma, I like you, tryina see you pull 'em jeans off
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I ain't never selfish, when you done with me, go ahead and make my team off
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It's something 'bout the way you dance with me
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It amazes me, girl you're leaving with me
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It's a fantasy but I want it, 'cause I want it
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Yeah, I'm dropping, I go topping with this cash flow
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You see coming to the crib with the lights on
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'Cause I want it, and I'mma show this bitch like I own it
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I own it, I own it
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I got head and that drop here, pop lately that block dead
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Closed mouths never got fed, don't give a fuck what them cops said
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Got bread just to watch feds, no one lies on me just like pop said
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Might plan for them cold nights, all ice but my eyes red
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Devil all on my shoulder, rebel all on my left arm
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I'm wide awake, I got slept on, this pure dope you sure stepped on
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No time to think about no bitch, my mind on my next song
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Knocking Eminem and big shit outta this shit, that was dead wrong
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Read songs and I said prayers, funerals, I've seen dead stares
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Pit the row, you better think twice, you opposing no threat here
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Why you think I go so hard? Why you think I got a cold heart?
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The kid classic like Mozart, nigga fuck the cops, follow no law
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Old J from my building told me keep building and you'll go far
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On the full train I had no cuffs, shots and ejects, hit no bar
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Here from the block we bounce hard, straight zips for the chronics, smoke raw
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The vilest niggas are getting no calls, the baddest bitches and no crawl
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It's something 'bout the way you dance with me
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It amazes me, girl you're leaving with me
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It's a fantasy but I want it, 'cause I want it
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Yeah, I'm dropping, I go topping with this cash flow
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You see coming to the crib with the lights on
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'Cause I want it, and I'mma show this bitch like I own it
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I Own It
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| Dave East |
