Watch Me Do My Dance Dance Dance
We switching lanes and knock and ya off then do the dash up in this bitch. I ain't friendly ion joke around the opps I ain't no cut up. Murder man, watch me do my murder dance (Yup). Who said I was worried? Gituru - Your Guitar Teacher. They be acting like I owe they ain't never come up. 專輯:||Still Flexin, Still Steppin|. What you tryna do, huh? These chords can't be simplified. Oh, y'all said some richer niggas? You a lil' ass boy, you don't got no motion. We spinnin on yo block if you survive bitch we gone spin again. I want my shit wired.
- Watch me do my murder dance studio
- Watch me do my murda dance lyrics
- Murder man watch me do my dance sped up
- Watch me do my dance
Watch Me Do My Murder Dance Studio
My brudda he don't smile unless see them bodies droppin. Bitch gon' watch me do my murder dance. Choose your instrument. Get the Android app.
Who want smoke we tryna put him in the grave and tell him shut up. Behind the line, a couple stacks′ll probably get 'em early, hold on. Ay, these n***as ain't getting no money, just scored on a whole seal. Stay up out my business how I live it don't concern ya ass. Bad bitch kept her mouth closed, so I flew her outta here. Ghost Can't nobody bless me like, aye The Holy Ghost And it makes me want to dance I'm gonna show you how to dance Aye Throw your hands up, put your leg. Watch me do my dance on yo block.
Watch Me Do My Murda Dance Lyrics
Rewind to play the song again. Terms and Conditions. Murder me if I ever told Take my breath away if I ever snitch I would never switch when it come to this Me and you's what I mean by this Seduce me and I. My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them The relevance Stop by, tryna see a nigga All I buy is these trees, king 100 ki's in them. Ooh, that bitch turnt up, what you on? Hiding up inside the bush and split ya shit soon as you peep out. All I know is murder I come straight up out them bricks. Get Chordify Premium now. She know I'm a player, she hate it. Record I ever cut was, um, "Get Up and Dance" by Freedom, nah I mean? Yeah Aye y'all ain't fuckin with me homie What's happening I see thru all y'all tricks Naraku think he slick and shit but I'm right there I already. Middle of the night tear up his block until the sun up. It'll hit your house and kids. Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder man (You know what's on my hip, nigga, uh) [Verse 1].
I got that tool up in this bitch (on slime). Talking out his top I bet I stamp em. I hit them folks up on yo block and I ain't dancing. This a seven-hundred-dollar Fanta, nigga (Drank).
Murder Man Watch Me Do My Dance Sped Up
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, whoever fuckin' playin'. My youngins in that nawf. Baby, let me nut up on yo' face, close range shit (Ayy, yes sir). Ain't gotta tell you where I'm from You should know it by the accent Steady dodgin' police Chevy with the black tints Schooled by the OGs I done.
Wan' do somethin' with who? Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, now Joey C, C-Murder like five-oh-fo' Better have my. Oh yeah, he made that motherfucker. Oh lord, Jetson made another one. Press enter or submit to search. N***a can't find no ACT, so I'm sipping on Wock still (Wock still). Now I'm richer than the fuck ask how I'm doing put my thumb up. I get trey like back to back, they shoot that bitch like Curry. Ay, Neeko you made this? These hoes gone lie and fuck ya patnas I can't never trust a bitch. Tap the video and start jamming! Wocko' Simone, Mr. Two Flip Phone.
Watch Me Do My Dance
N***a ain't get money better stop that flaggin'. Dirty as a motherfucker, still come through fuckin′ swervin' (boom, nigga). Still be with the shits, just since I left the bottom, nigga. I'm tryna' fuck some (Grr). Get gunned down, bitch. Save this song to one of your setlists. Hundreds coming in, so I keep on adding. 30 Glock up in his pants, fuck the cops, he stretch your mans. Bust your fuckin′ dome, yeah, send your ass home, yeah. Up my tap dance make you cha cha Forgive all my sins I can't control what's gonna happen I can only see when traumas cause by my reaction Fire Tensions. I'ma shoot a horror movie, ain′t no choosin', ain't no picks. You can slide and bring ya patna we stay handing out them coffins. And my brother just copped a new TEC. Put you up with your clique, you fuckin′ with the Dada, nigga.
More hoes than Santa, nigga[Verse 2]. I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb).