Uh, killin' niggas, laying bodies all in the studio
Wishin' for the darkest skinndid women be at the shows
Purple naked ladies while I watch her dance in the mirror
She dirty dancin', I call her Diana, she mike a pole
Pop goes weasel, pop goals, pop the goat
Pussy pop bottles, pop babies, rock the boat
Me and babygirl, we stay quiet but she knows
Daddy do his thang while I tell her stay at home andGirl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I know it
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I know it
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, IGo and tell a nigga' no, wit' a ass like that?
Hey why you wanna go and do dat?
And all my niggas stay behind me while they holdin' the gat
Hit a nigga from the front and make him split in the back
Split in his pants
Legs do the wobble dee wobble dee, makin' him dance
Spin him in a rosie a daze, holdin his hands
I got street cred, feel the heat lead
Knife fight, bring the gun, shoot, he dead
Love you baby, love you baby I protect ya'
Ain't no other bitch wanted me to get ya'
Ya' ex man, ex rappers tell em catch up
Rock gold and I can't afford to lose datGirl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I know it
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I know it
Girl you're a star
C'mon and dance baby
And dance baby, I
Songwriters
D'Anthony Carlos, Alexander Ben-Abdallah, Ivan RosenbergPublished by
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