DANCE MACHINE Songtext
von Jordan Ward

Oh (ooh)

Hopin′ it rain down a chance for me
Make the blues come do a dance for me (make the blues come do a dance)
Baby, can you do a lil' dance for me? Ooh
It′s like you keep that shit bussin' out the pants for me (shit bussin')
But no romance with me (ayy, ayy)
You just do a lil′ damage, leave (yeah, you must leave)
Damn, you like a god-damn thief (yeah)

I′m sorry that I waited, like Chief Keef
I'm finna hurry to the bank quick, like, "Beep beep"
I heard it might be a lil′ banquet, it might be beef (okay)
You know I never leave a stain whenever I street sweep
That's a brand-new street


Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah, that′s a brand-new street)
Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah

Well, I'm finna turn into a dance machine
Why you smell good like a tangerine? (Damn)
Baby, by my side, we′re like a tandem team (tandem team)
But I know it's not real, it's just fantasy

You don′t got no real plans with me (no plans)
This ain′t love (no), this a Molly peak (this a Molly peak)
Try to follow, but still trip on my own feet
She be givin' brain on a bean, yeah
We really ′bout to geek (we really 'bout to geek)
We do the same dance every other week, like choreography
Bring a partner ′round, watch he finna swap with me
How many Cowgirls looking for a steed? (How many Cowgirls?)
I just hope that I'm not the last one to leave


Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (I′m a dance machine, I can't stop)
Oh, oh, oh