Young Chris - Dancing lyrics

[Verse 1] High as a pilot, smoking inside it Broke with a product, n***a what you know about it? Walk in the blood, tipping leaving the rug How we f** up the club that VV click on above Fresh as Hilfiger and Nautica Sergio Tacchini, I be k**ing call the coroner Holes in his wardrobe, internet with head shots Catch him while he's sleeping, young money make his bed rock Devil around the corner pick him apart Leave that b**h in the chart, dish in the park Ace in the 80's, war and it's crazy Fresh out the cleaners started with 4 and a baby Now I'm addicted to the money I know that it's real Same time know that it k** got to know when to chill Know when you get it the cops fast and n***as watch n***as test them choppas chopping somebody dropping Mexican standoff, shoot first and die last Reach slow you die fast, n***as co*k blast Last showers, big chances of storm on em Mad shout swarm on em, ring the alarm on em Enemy number one, tool up From the block and we shoot up Getting rid of you poo putts Take the roof off and soup the coupe up Burn the mic down and tear the booth up Dance while you lube up, [?] n***a Time to make the place hot n***as ain't surviving all these K shot Take a n***a's top off, make em take the block off Get you n***as knocked off, tied up and dropped off Tales of the darkside, n***a you's a small fry We don't ever stop shop even if the law try Keep you n***as wiped out, show em how my dogs ride Real shooters walk up, now they hit em all high Wish you n***as luck though, tryna take cedar [?] p**y n***as gusto, you ain't seeing CP4 Thinking sh**'s sweet, talking sh** up in his rap verse Now a sore sight p**y n***a Imma clap first VVS cut though, still riding plush though We don't bring her back ‘less the b**h tryna f** though Only ride with Dezi, my bad b**h Nina Protect Aquafina, shock under the beamer Shocking is medulla, Young Chris the ruler Name a youngin that's cooler, champagne and Cubans Dirt rocks in Bermuda, bad hoes and tequila Iced out the Mueller, bought a b**h pre milla Cold with my chinchilla baby, form like Reggie Miller baby Since I been dealing I been milling baby Check out my limp walk, chi stroke Give me your mouth, let me see if you can deep throat Hopping through the roof girl, I'm the truth baby f** a telly, we can f** up in my coupe baby She ain't my b**h, she the crew lady She got pregnant on my n***as like ‘who baby?' b**h you crazy, running down on the gang Now the b**h talking down on my name, tryna f** up the mojo Got a bad b**h, the fattest total Nutting everywhere, f** up the polo VVS on my Rolex, heart cold as a goalie Jerry Maguire showed me you n***as already know me I ain't fit for the bullsh** n***a Mac 11 full clip n***as better duck down We giving em more trip