Aggy M - Dancing With The Devil

Keep looking at my
Keep rubbing on my
Keep bouncing on my
Keep sucking on my

Can you teach me how to dance?
'Cause I don't know how
Is it true you got a man?
I heard you moving foul
Man, you niggas ain't shit
You niggas ain't nothing but a trick
You niggas ain't nothing but a lick, and a hit, and then I dip
Can you teach me how to dance? 'Cause I don't know how
Yeah, forget about your man
He don't know you even out
Ima hit it, then I dip
Just call me when you getting rid of him
And I might not even pick up when you hit me for the dick

Yeah, I told you make a move on me
Make a move, homie
I know you know I got this tool on me, so just move slowly
Because that shit be kinda stiff
You know I ain't talking about no blick
I'm just saying, when you bend down
That ass be kinda thick
You know I like 'em slim, with a little bit of thickness where I hit
I love a top that love some dick, but never would admit
Uh, just the tip, just the tip
You know I never ram
But you know I love to rim
I put it in, yeah, that pussy got grip, nigga, haha
A little more than just the tip
Yeah, I know you with the shits
Yeah, we better hit the crib
Why these niggas on my dick?
Got enough jizz to give all you smuts a kid
I'm off the gin committing every sun
Ladies, don't tempt me
I ain't trying to have a kid
Got a thousand bad bitches who gon' pop on any bitch
And they know I like men
Oh, that make they pussy wet

Oh, bad bitches on the floor
She trying to turn me out
But her man bought me Dior
But I can never be a whore
I'm a pretty nigga, hangtime dripping on the floor
Yeah, these bitches want me
But they niggas want me more
They sneaking off the floor
Follow Aggy out the door
Begging, damn Aggy M, I can't smoke with you?
Get some weed, hit the telly, then we roll a few?
And do a couple things, my girl don't gotta know the truth
She in school, so let's get it in, low-key, boo
You know me, I'm just tryna get a load or two Keep it on the down-low, just hit my phone at 2

Can you teach me how to dance? 'Cause I don't know how
Yeah, forget about your man
He don't know you even out
Ima hit it, then I dip
Just call me when you getting rid of him
And I might not even pick up when you hit me for the dick

Haha, now you dancing with the devil
Now you dancing with the devil
I keep it on a player level
I'm skeeting on a player

Can you teach me how to dance? 'Cause I don't know how
Yeah, forget about your man
He don't know you even out
Ima hit it, then I dip
Just call me when you getting rid of him
And I might not even pick up when you hit me for the dick

Written by:
Aidan Mella

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