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i don't dance - pjayproduces lyrics

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[intro]
baby i don’t dance
no, i don’t dance, i don’t dance
hey!

[verse]
super numb when i look in the mirror i ain’t processing no emotions
rather be open to growth in some moments but i’m also human for closing
divide up my problems i’m boppin in silence so we could get to the quotient
on a road to manifest the very best im accelerating with a purpose
foot on the gas, imma break the pedal
i be planting my shoes like they brand new
low like the umpire, conquer likе emperors, we out hеre catching a new groove
hit that sh*t out the park. leave it drive, bring some grams to the spot i could infuse
twist up some doday and light it up for me, on baby ain’t hitting no dance moves
[hook]
baby i don’t dance
the fendi, the gucci, the louis is holding my pants
the hermes and coco chanel, mami got money plans
cartier frames add tint to the vacay we taking in france
baby i don’t dance
let me pick up my pants
baby i don’t dance
i can’t accept no transfers, you wilding i need it in cash
reach for the stars shoot at the moon and never look back
never let anyone infiltrate on your intimate plans
so baby do your dance
you gotta flex them bands

[verse]
when you left in the darkness just get you a partner to light up your life like a disco
boogie with dancers and they keep it special, so i’m taking two like it’s tango
she f*ck with my tempo, tequila and ginkgo i’m adding a touch of the cannabis
the nuggets are purple and covered in crystals, the pack is a gem like some amethyst
i am addicted to progress, i gotta win that’s my problem
i made my way out a death trap so i’m hoping my lil homies follow
brand named plates, connoisseur sh*t, we be in the cut smelling worse than a pound
lost in the world but i want to be found
in a trance till i figure out how

[hook]
baby i don’t dance
the fendi, the gucci, the louis is holding my pants
the hermes and coco chanel, mami got money plans
cartier frames add tint to the vacay we taking in france
baby i don’t dance
let me pick up my pants
baby i don’t dance
i can’t accept no transfers, you wilding i need it in cash
reach for the stars shoot at the moon and never look back
never let anyone infiltrate on your intimate plans
so baby do your dance
you gotta flex them bands
[outro]
hot spliff with some grabbs in the middle she tap on the gas cuz it’s punching
chest pass when we drive through the lanes, only pressure we don’t do the bogus
baby i don’t dance
i keep a cannon tucked under the seat f*ck all that dancing i’m tapping my feet like woah woah woah woaaah
i don’t dance

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