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don't dance - m1khail and synful music lyrics

[intro]
“aye yo synful, drop that sh*t!”

[chorus: m1khail]
lil’ b*tch i don’t dance (b*tch i don’t dance)
got balmain jeans, quarter mili outta france (quarter mili outta france)
i f*ck all on that b*tch and i ain’t never hold her hand (nah)
this money in my pocket is more loyal than my friends, word! (“a*a*aye yo synful”)
oh he tryna act tough?
dwight howard posted, going up for the stuff (going up for the stuff)
these b*tches want my d*ck but i am not here to cuff (nah)
17 5 t shirt, get him cuffed (get him cuffed)

[verse 1: m1khail]
keep it real from the jump
i be sayin’ what i want (what i want!)
if i throw 200 that’ll make her show her rump (yeh)
y’all on d*ck like a cup
when i talk i interrupt (yuh)
when i talk i interrupt
lil’ shawd is an eater, yea you know imma hit her (aye!)
i got me a 30 in bag with my hitter (hitter)
that ho is real bad, yea a freaky little critter (freaky little critter!)
i got me some hands, so don’t mess with me n*****s

[chorus]
lil’ b*tch i don’t dance (dance)
got balmain jeans, quarter mili outta france (quarter mili outta france)
i f*ck all on that b*tch and i ain’t never hold her hand (yeah)
this money in my pocket is more loyal than my friends, word! (is more loyal then my friends)
oh he tryna act tough? (tough)
dwight howard posted, going up for the stuff (going up for the stuff)
these b*tches want my d*ck but i am not here to cuff (nah)
17 5 t shirt, get him cuffed (yuh)

[verse 2: m1khail]
n****s from way back to dr. seuss
i be f*ckin’ foreign b*tches way back in the coupe (in the coupe)
i don’t want you b*tch, so get a clue (go get a clue)
different b*tches all around it feels like it’s a zoo (it’s a zoo)
i don’t pull out n****, have a baby then i zoom (have a baby)
b*tch who pull out like a trundle bed, my n**** do (f*ck)
n****s on my d*ck it feel like i was f*ckin’ dudes (huh?)
hold up* hold up* pause, i*i didn’t mean it like that (pause!)

[chorus]
lil’ b*tch i don’t dance (dance)
got balmain jeans, quarter mili outta france (quarter mili outta france)
i f*ck all on that b*tch and i ain’t never hold her hand (never)
this money in my pocket is more loyal than my friends, word! (huh? yuh!)
oh he tryna act tough? (tough)
dwight howard posted, going up for the stuff (going up for the stuff)
these b*tches want my d*ck but i am not here to cuff
17 5 t shirt, get him cuffed (yuh, get him cuffed!)

[verse 3: m1khail]
peek*a*boo
pull up in a drop like i don’t need a roof (like i don’t need the roof)
i got me a 22 dog, and all these n****s feel like scooby doo (scooby doo)
yacouba always beggin’ for food
i’m with all my dogs i feel like vil de cruel
n****s from way back to the coupe
757, i ain’t never forget you (never gon’ forget)

[chorus]
lil’ b*tch i don’t dance
got balmain jeans, quarter mili outta france (yuh)
i f*ck all on that b*tch and i ain’t never hold her hand (never)
this money in my pocket is more loyal than my friends, word! (it’s more loyal than my friends!)
oh he tryna act tough? (tough)
dwight howard posted, going up for the stuff (nah)
these b*tches want my d*ck but i am not here to cuff (cuff)
17 5 t shirt, get him cuffed (get him cuffed!)

[outro]

- m1khail and synful music lyrics

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