
DO MY DANCE HOOK & BOOTYCHAAAIN
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[Intro: Hook & Bootychaaain]
Yo Ned
Gang, gang, gang, glo, glo, glo
Bitch on glo (Bitch on glo, bitch on go)
Put that bitch on hold
Wait, wait, wait, hello?
Let her go
[Verse 1: Hook & Bootychaaain]
Bitches actin' bold (Bold)
But these bitches dusty and they broke (Huh, what?)
Damn, bitch you broke (Huh?)
Need to get a job or get a loan, huh
I be by myself alone, huh
Flyer than a motherfuckin' drone, huh
These are dos and these are fuckin' don'ts, huh
You don't want no fuckin' smoke
You don't want no fuckin' smoke
Cause the weed is too strong
We can't even get along
Cause my niggas did you wrong
Blonde
In that all black thong
Huh, huh
Bitch, I'm wrong you fuckin' wrong
Bitch you wrong
At your house like a dong
Ding dong
All these hoes know all the songs
Damn, I'm your fuckin' mom
I'm your mommy
Fuck 'round, meet your aunty, aunty aunty!
Bitch I'm with the fuckin' aunty, huh
My niggas starvin' wе is hungry
Type of bitch that make yo nigga love me, huh
All these niggas cap, ain't no trustin', huh
Bitch can't even really trust a bitch
I don't even like these niggas and (Oh, oh!)
All these bitches so fake and pretend (Huh?)
We don't give a fuck, we not your friend
Not yo friend
I'm your fuckin' friend (Zhu, zhu!)
Damn, want yo bands and want yo mans (Zhu, zhu!)
Type of shit that make you dance (Nah!)
Ain't no bands
Type of shit that make you prance
Yo Ned
Gang, gang, gang, glo, glo, glo
Bitch on glo (Bitch on glo, bitch on go)
Put that bitch on hold
Wait, wait, wait, hello?
Let her go
[Verse 1: Hook & Bootychaaain]
Bitches actin' bold (Bold)
But these bitches dusty and they broke (Huh, what?)
Damn, bitch you broke (Huh?)
Need to get a job or get a loan, huh
I be by myself alone, huh
Flyer than a motherfuckin' drone, huh
These are dos and these are fuckin' don'ts, huh
You don't want no fuckin' smoke
You don't want no fuckin' smoke
Cause the weed is too strong
We can't even get along
Cause my niggas did you wrong
Blonde
In that all black thong
Huh, huh
Bitch, I'm wrong you fuckin' wrong
Bitch you wrong
At your house like a dong
Ding dong
All these hoes know all the songs
Damn, I'm your fuckin' mom
I'm your mommy
Fuck 'round, meet your aunty, aunty aunty!
Bitch I'm with the fuckin' aunty, huh
My niggas starvin' wе is hungry
Type of bitch that make yo nigga love me, huh
All these niggas cap, ain't no trustin', huh
Bitch can't even really trust a bitch
I don't even like these niggas and (Oh, oh!)
All these bitches so fake and pretend (Huh?)
We don't give a fuck, we not your friend
Not yo friend
I'm your fuckin' friend (Zhu, zhu!)
Damn, want yo bands and want yo mans (Zhu, zhu!)
Type of shit that make you dance (Nah!)
Ain't no bands
Type of shit that make you prance
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