JT Stone - Miami

She wants to dance
Like no one else is watching

She wants to
Uh
This dance for me
Cause I been up against the wall
Head nod to the beat
I rock to the beat
There's plenty other partners
For the stomping of feet
But then I
Wouldn't get to copping a peek

She wants to dance
Like no one else is watching
And I'm her evening valet

Uh
Sway, sway
You're hula hooping
In the center
Of a crowded dance floor
Making me want more
Hoe'd to wise guys
And bright eyes
But twice I's
Seen your nice thighs
Steady creeping your way Towards silly shy me
Four shots
I'm hypie
High?
He might be
Take a sniff of
What I breathe
I'm only gonna rock
If you roll the weed
Or roll that ass on deez
Til I'm busting free
Hey you
I like the way
You do what you do
And if it feels right
Maybe have a little addition
Make a solo dance for two
Oh
Had me lost
No GPS
When you gyrate
That fine bait
So nice that I'm irate
Sakes
Every bitch in here got the
Same ass skirt
And you the only one who
Making it work
I wanna, wanna, wanna
Be your man
Take you across to other lands
Or we could ride to the beach
I'll find you a seat
On top of the meat
And get dirty in the sand
It's all open
If you be mine
Like a valentine
I got the
Whole damn night planned
Baby
Uh
You on Molly
Got the big ol pupils
Uh
I'm all black
Like I'm dressed for a funeral
I don't know how I
Got your attention
Pretty mama
So I'm tryna get it more
On the usual
I'm ready to bruise
Or cruise rude
It's what you wanna do
I got nothing left to prove
So you choose
Duck duck goose
With goose spilling on your arm
Tryna find a man to suit
So cute

This dance for me?
Cause I been up against the wall
Head nod to the beat
I rock to the beat
There's plenty other partners
For the stomping of feet
But then I wouldn't
Get to copping a peek
I wanna wanna wanna
I wanna wanna
If you wanna wanna
Too
Shaking the booty
I'd say you wanna wanna
Soon
And that's cool
Been ready to go
I been ready and I'm waiting on
You
Uh

Careful how you
Stepping your feet
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
Dancing in the
Middle of the street
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
Bend low
Like an undercover
Freak
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
Swear that ass
Put a nigga to sleep
Hahaha
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
Careful how you
Stepping your feet
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
Dancing in the
Middle of the street
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
(Rock to the beat)
You grab me
And I grab you
You grab weed
And I grab booze
I grab cheeks
And you grab me
Got a brother thinking
He can't lose
I take her to the peak for the
Rad views

I take her to the
Crib
Mimosas are flowing
Cause I'm into showing
My hoes all the finest
The further it goes
And the further she blows
Then the more that she dining
She ready for dicking
I head to the kitchen
For entrees on China
We fucking
She screaming
It sound so melodic
I'm calling up Jesse to sign her
She got the body that roll
And I'm doing shots of Patron
Off her figure to flow
Want me to show her the road
Want me to give her the world
Cause I'm running the show
I could not blame her at all
She wanted everything
After her living so small
And I was inclined to agree
Cause that ass distracting as fuck Baby

She wants to dance
Like no one else is watching
Careful how you
Stepping your feet
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
She wants to dance
like no one else is watching
Dancing in the middle
of the street
Uh
Gon and rock to the beat
She wants to dance
Like no one else is watching
Bend low
Like an undercover
Freak
Gon and rock to the beat
She wants to dance
Like no one else is watching
And I'm her evening valet

So this is what the dream like
To ride around mean
And smoke green
Right?
Rack wrist strapped
And I lean back
Feigning in the whip
For a trip
From a lean back
Piggy lap sit
While I sip Jack
Ideal
Eating pussy with the hookup
Like a fine meal
A double deal
Ideal
Whack verse
People laughing at it
But I laugh first
Tripping
Work floors slipping
Need to get the shoes
And I'm laughing to myself
Cause that's the
Motherfucking truth
Man
Get the gear for respect main
Ain't a busted looking nigga
Worth respecting
Expecting my money
For all of this effort
Cause nothing will not be
The reason I left for
Ain't a selfish desire
Work so my momma
Can early retire
Acquiring all my designer attire
From people and
Places that's cheap
Money blows easily
But Ima hold it
Til I can dispose with
No problems for me
Legacy
Only something for the worthy
Hall of fame
Looking like a jersey
I hope you a G
Or you gon
Fizzle out of memory, man
Kill it

Aye
Alright, okay
Oh
She wants to dance
But she don't know this life
No
She wants to dance
She wants a man
But not tonight
I will slay
She gon spray
The way she likes
But I'd never catch them feelings
Them hoes never be my wife
Oh
Damn
J so cold
His heart like ice
Damn right
Been this bold
I told you twice
Bend slow
Take control
Ain't playing nice
But I'd never catch them feelings
Them hoes never be my wife
Oh

Written by:
Thomas Barker

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