Fredo Bang Feat. MoneyBagg Yo - Doin My Dance

Lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Hmm, look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)

Stick hangin' out my pants but I'ma still hit my dance
Quarantine run up them bands
Shawty tryna call me bro
Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', hoe?
Shawty keep callin' my phone
She don't wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don't
That's why she never at home
That's why she never at home

Stick hangin' out my pants but I'ma still hit my dance
Quarantine run up them bands
Shawty tryna call me bro
Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', hoe?
Shawty keep callin' my phone
She don't wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don't
That's why she never at home
That's why she never at home

Got in that hmm I'm like, "Honey, I'm home"
Got on the trust I'm like, "Honey, I'm on"
She hit my line like, "Bae, where you at?"
Actin' all pressed I'm like, "Honey, I'm grown"
Get in that pussy I'm diggin' like cleats
Get in her mouth and I'm pushin' her teeth
Ain't sharin' no bitch I'm playin' for keeps
So y'all can stop askin' I ain't fuckin' on neek, yeah
I play this shit how it goes, I still be slangin' them polls
I still be lurkin' like crows, I keep that stick on the low
Still thuggin' on parole, yeah
No I ain't suckin' no toes
I'm not tryna be your man, I'm not tryna be your goals
Your not 'bout to put me on Maury
That baby ain't mines and I know, yeah
Get that green that Peter that Pan
I got 'em mad they salty like sand
Told the bitch stop callin' me baby
I got a verse from Lil Baby, I don't wanna talk just pay me
Me and that check my statements
Matter fact check my payments
Matter fact hit my agent, I need like fifty occasion
I make a bad bitch amazin'

Stick hangin' out my pants but I'ma still hit my dance
Quarantine run up them bands
Shawty tryna call me bro
Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', hoe?
Shawty keep callin' my phone
She don't wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don't
That's why she never at home
That's why she never at home (Go)

Your bitch in my house she ain't tryna go home (No)
I'm harder then steel she ridin' on chrome
I'll show you for thinkin' I'm rappin' a song
Want all of the smoke like a hit from a bong
Poppin' my shit in the VIP section (Go)
Drippin' like gravy and fresher than dressin' (Sauce)
Don't see the hate I look over them peasants (Low)
Bitch that's why you stressin' (Bitch)
Zaza blunt can't roll no mid
I just two-step 'cause the Glock too big (Glock)
For the chicken then I got your Alfredo
I'd do it myself but I gave the okay though (Go)
I ain't gon sugar coat nothin' (Can't)
Tell her the truth 'fore I lie ('Fore I lie)
I gotta move on the sly (Why?)
'Cause her best friend a lil' spy
Gon' probably fuck me if I try, hoe

Stick hangin' out my pants but I'ma still hit my dance
Quarantine run up them bands
Shawty tryna call me bro
Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', hoe?
Shawty keep callin' my phone
She don't wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don't
That's why she never at home
That's why she never at home

Stick hangin' out my pants but I'ma still hit my dance
Quarantine run up them bands
Shawty tryna call me bro
Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', hoe?
Shawty keep callin' my phone
She don't wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don't
That's why she never at home
That's why she never at home