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• Artiste: BIGBABYGUCCI
• Titre: Dancing Wit Da Devil
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Who are you? It's... Lil' shawty wanna dance with the Devil Put pedal to the metal I put 'em in the grave, I don't even need a shovel You know a nigga paid, come get up on this level Just like I'm Johnny Cage, I keep the heavy metal Deep inside yo' soul is me I paid you a holder fee They treat me like Jodeci Girl, you just a ho to me These is not no rhinestones, switchin' up the time zones I could never hate on you, I say get yo' shine on And I know they fake the truth I got racks and made it blue I got poppers, shakers, too Anything to make it move I'm no doc', but all these 'scripts on me, I might've went to school I could tell the truth, but tell the truth, these niggas prolly losin' Damn, my cup so dirty, I call this shit pollution Bitch, you know it's in me, so I could never lose it I'm a real chill young nigga 'til I pop out and use it Damn, why these young hoes all on the prostitution? In the Benz truck with a valet Ask for the blunt like valet [?], better lay-up Bring this shit to the driveway (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Fully loaded crib, keep the blicky in the whip, ho She stuck to my hips, I can't wife her 'cause she big throwin' I flew in another bitch, I'm on duo lingo I think I got a [?], smokin' on sour Skittles Keep the G19 like I'm playin' Bingo (Woah) Want a C but it's done, I can't keep it simple (No) I can't be home, bitch, I'm too official (Woah) Watch my money jump, and I watched it triple Lil' shawty wanna dance with the Devil Put pedal to the metal I put 'em in the grave, I don't even need a shovel You know a nigga paid, come get up on this level Just like I'm Johnny Cage, I keep the heavy metal Deep inside yo' soul is me I paid you a holder fee They treat me like Jodeci Girl, you just a ho to me These is not no rhinestones, switchin' up the time zones I could never hate on you, I say get yo' shine on And I know they fake the truth I got racks and made it blue I got poppers, shakers, too Anything to make it move I'm no doc', but all these 'scripts on me, I might've went to school I could tell the truth, but tell the truth, these niggas prolly losin'