Make Her Dance SOB X RBE

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[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Bet these hundreds make her dance (Make her dance)
New key Glock, it ain't gon' jam (Ain't gon' jam)
Bullets hit you and your mans (And your mans)
Broke nigga, where your bands? (Broke nigga)

[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
Broke nigga, where your cake at? (God damn)
Told her that I love her, I'm a j-cat
When this blood shed, nigga, you can't take back (Hit your mans)
Tryna slide on a sucker, where that Drac' at?
Crest nigga, real cut throat
Niggas dissing but they unknown
Tryna find a thick bitch to fuck on
Big forty, deuce-deuce, we don't bust those (Nigga)
You can find me where them thugs be
Bitch broke, you can't fuck me (Can't fuck me)
MC Hammer, you can't touch me (Can't touch me)
We want funk, nigga, fuck peace, nigga

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Bet these hundreds make her dance (Make her dance)
New key Glock, it ain't gon' jam (Ain't gon' jam)
Bullets hit you and your mans (And your mans)
Broke nigga, where your bands? (Broke nigga)
Bet these hundreds make her dance (Make her dance)
New key Glock, it ain't gon' jam (Ain't gon' jam)
Bullets hit you and your mans (And your mans)
Broke nigga, where your bands? (Broke nigga)

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