Geeked-Up Records - Yo Mama Dance lyrics

[Verse 1] I'mma make yo mama dance I'mma put me on my pants To prepare the big entrance Puttin' ladies into transe They callin' me synchronized like a conference There's none of all to be called a better chance So i jump the fence Scrollin' em from left to right Like a paper roll every night yeah i do it like I could replace a dj with no scratchy CD See myself like the king of this f**in' city Their moves invite blurr on my face Nude poses take over the place They alightin' the stars in my eyes, winnin' on me like an ace While y'all n***as throwin' dices slower than a pace I fancy all ebony mamas ready for a change Dirty mind in action to the case Lurkin' my prey, behind her when she goes After she do that dance for me, yeah i do the ghost [Hook x2] 35 to 50 yeah she right Look their face underneath my voice tonight Off the hook as sh** cause yo mama dance (x2) [Verse 2] Now it's their turn to come out and play Leavin' their apron, blowin' on some sprays After the party they might get laid I'm the dj scratchin' interfaces before i fade Starin' me eyes to eyes bouncin' their toochie Bottoms goin' round like the logo of Gucci Wanna be the winner so they act pushy Somethin' wettin' on my fingers, that's a p**y Yo mama p**y, yeah it's nice She gon' share it to me for tonight Gonna chew her clit up like a bunch of mice I love her to the fullest now ... Siiiiiiike ! Got champagne burstin' out like a cash flow One thing let another, let the dice roll Animatin' the celebration like Sean Paul Fresh to d**h, i'm frozen like the North Pole [Hook x2] [Verse 3] And now we all blown as f** n***a, they all wanna f** They propose to s** So all they get is my f**in' co*k It goes everybody nude and sh** So bad ! I can't even call my clique Daaaaamn n***a bring the hook back on please [Hook x2]