Cha Cha Slide Yak Gotti

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[Intro]
Yeah
Ha
Young slatty life
Yeah
[?][0:08], I can't smoke a cigarette?
Slatt
Hey
Yeah, Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha)
Wait, Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha, Cha, Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha)
No, Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha)
Yeah, Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha)
Cha, Cha-Cha Slide (Hey, ayy)
[Chorus]
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha Slide)
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha, Cha)
Huh, slide
Who? Cha-Cha Slide (Ayy)
Huh, yeah, Cha-Cha Slide
Huh, Cha-Cha Slide (Ooh)
Spin again, spin again, spin again, spin
Cha-Cha Slide
[Verse 1]
You dig, I dig, then say that you dig it
We shoot everything but the church where the kids at
Them paralyzed, he turned hisself to a midget
You FBI, boy, you a fed, yes, admit it
Pay me attention, never test if I didn't
I bruise in the city, I ride with that blicky, I—
Run up on me, lil' boy, you gon' regret it
Taught you a lesson, they can't wait to spin again
Know they hate how I pop, they can't get rid of me
Out in LA, yeah, she shopping like Hillary
MAC man, ride 'round with two guns, I invented that
They tryna see how I fit in my skinny pants
Cha-Cha Slide, do my dance, got nothing to prove to them
House arrest five months, I'm hot, need a cooling fan
Jumped off the porch at thirteen, got a Ruger, man
Turned to an artist, I used to be shooter dem (Hey)