Jay Foreign - She Wanna Dance

She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums (From the slums)
Look, She wanna bop she wanna dance she wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums
Huh, call up the shooter to call up his shooters
I hope you niggas got hella guns
Because we shooting niggas right out they denim
Ain't got no time for a re run
Look, fuck a backdoor he get left in the back seat
Buddy be shooting like Bradley
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get this paper
If I get a deal don't ask me
Huh, hit up the plug like I need that Zaza
He know the deal, don't tax me
Huh, 2019 tryna get them bitches but they all walked right past me
Huh, give them two years they gone be in my mentions
In my D M's like fuck me
Huh, I tell that bitch better get off my body I cannot fuck you treeshy
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, woah
I got a forty came with a drum he can get left, woah
You wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna, ho-woah
She wanna gang gang gang look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums (From the slums)
Look, she wanna bop she wanna dance she wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums (From the slums)
Step in my face if you want that beef nigga you can get checked
No nike
Huh, heat that boy up 400 degrees nigga
You can get fried no bacon
If bro leave some bread on the table don't touch that
I take your bitch leave that girl with a hunch back
Chasing this bread everyday like a running back
Stick to the bread cause that bitch never coming back
All you niggas wanna be me call me Paul george
My clips rated P G
I advise you don't be a hero, you get caught up and get put on the tv
Hollow tips they gone pick him, if he talk hot
Have my bitch go and choke him
Give him 2 shots like we bowling straight to his head
Make his top start rolling huh
All of my sneakers is deadstock, one to his chest make his ass stop breathing
I hit a bitch for the one time then send her home
You know I be treeshing
Aye, i get you lined in a box like a hashtag
I'm in her head everyday like a snap back
Lil treesh in the spot let the whole gang slap that
She cannot fuck for the free ima tax that
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums (From the slums)
Look, she wanna bop she wanna dance she wanna spin, twirl look
She wanna bop she wanna dance She wanna spin, twirl (Twirl)
I got a forty, came with a drum (Drum)
He can get left, crumbs (Crumbs)
Huh, I'm working hard tryna get to the top
Because you know I came from the slums

Written by:
Oluwabunmi Obasa

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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