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Dance Off (feat. Idris Elba Anderson .Paak)

I challenge you to a dance off

Hands off, no trash talk, no back walk

On the black top, just me, you, that's all

No cat calls, no tag teams, no mascots

Right now, dance off

Get down the floor

Get down the, get down the floor, go

Get down the floor, do it

Come on and get down the floor, goI grab my ankle and pull it up

And do that thing where I move my butt

I got the juice, mother, okay don't use it up

I say woo there it is, then loosen my tux

Then I shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, to the left

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, to the right

Gimme, gimme, gimme, everything that you got

Dance off motherfucker, do the damn thing rightShe got loose elbows and a big ol' neck

I like a big boned girl who could work up a sweat

I rock shelltoes and a turtleneck

She just wanna talk, I said, "I ain't TED"

Dance offYour grandma, that's a bad mama jama

She doing the banana, grabbing my trunk like a hammock

Mmm, she like the funk, god dammit, she can handle it

She tugging my dick, I'm feeling a little bit inadequate

(Dance off)

Your grandpa got a cock like a ham hock

Hella old, hella long, looking like Matlock

Damn dog, I don't even wanna have a standoff

He drunk talkin' 'bout he 'bout to take his pants off

(Dance off)

The hater with the macarena

I can roger ride but in my office space

If you watch my pace looks like I'm concentrated

Or constipated when I walk this wayI challenge you to a dance off

Hands off, no trash talk, no back walk

On the black top, just me, you, that's all

No cat calls, no tag teams, no mascots

Right now, dance off (dance off)

Get down the floor

Get down the, get down the floor, go

Get down the floor, do it

Come on and get down the floor, goRewind

Go, go, go, go

(Dance off)

Go, go, go, goI sneak up behind you like a panther

Who ordered the private dancer?

Can I get an amen from the pastor?

Pulled the OD want a back rub

You must heard like Grey Poupon

Swag on tap like Sabian

Jump on the tablecloth, fake a fall

Pretend to break my arm then I'm breaking you off

Blat! Please don't tell my baby he's mine

I wanna dance all night 'til the break of dawn

I wanna sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat 'til your make-up's gone

Baby girl, you looking like a championHey you, you bad, get up out of your chair

Paid twenty bucks to get in this club, put your cellphone down you square

I be going in, I can't help it, I got bruises on my pelvis

Ladies, fellas, don't drunk dial your ex's

Hello bouncer, I have a job for you

While I'm dancing, watch my shoes

Tonight is he night that we rendezvous

Sweat a fountain of youth, bust a move

Fringe jacket, pants of leather

Tanktop, spandex and pleather

Been a stressful week, I got a lot of pressure

You have a lot of great moves but mine are betterI challenge you to a dance off

Hands off, no trash talk, no back walk

On the black top, just me, you, that's all

No cat calls, no tag teams, no mascots

Right now, dance off (dance off)

Get down the floor

Get down the, get down the floor, go

Get down the floor, do it

Come on and get down the floor, goRewind

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

(Dance off)

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, goOh Lord, I can't sit down

Better hold my phone, I'm going for the crown, good God

But I'm confident this is my town

Better hope my feet don't fail me now, good GodI challenge you to a dance off

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

(Dance off)

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Rewind

Get down the floor

Get down the, get down the floor, go

(Dance off)

Get down the floor, do it

Come on and get down the floor, go

Rewind

Songwriters

SAMUEL WISHKOSKI, JOSHUA KARP, BEN HAGGERTY, RYAN LEWIS, TYLER W ANDREW, IDRIS A ELBA, BRANDON ANDERSON PAAKPublished by

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