Lyrics from Live Performance

[Chorus: Lay-Z & Bakar]
I need you to dance for me, yeah
I need you to dance for me, yeah
Fly you out to France for me, yeah
Just to see you dance for me, yeah
I need you to dance for me, yeah (Just to show me)
I need you to dance for me, yeah (Just to show me)
Fly you out to France for me, yeah (Show me)
Just to see you dance for me, yeah (Show me)

[Verse 1: Skepta]
She made it bounce, put your online banking, checkin' your accounts
Your mouth, got niggas with wifey sleepin' at the house
Said her rent is due, and you know what I'm talkin' about
Shе got bills, to pay, so she ain't fuckin' for the clout
She was shakin' up and down, on thе pole, she spinning, searching lookin' for a man that's drinkin'
Slip somethin' in your drink, you're Bambi
That's how you get caught slippin'
Slippin' that coke in, leavin' that bando open
That's how a man go missin'
Told Shay "Better mind that we talk on the beat 'cause you know that the po-po listenin'"
All the way from the ends to Harlem
Yeah, we got toys like Kinder Garden
Course I'm an African G from London so you might hear me bomboclaattin'
Why would I beg your pardon? Boy I'm a king like Tutankhamun
Why would I have security? I came with two sticks like [?]
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