Doin My Dance Songtext
von Fredo Bang feat. Moneybagg Yo

(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', ho?
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', ho?
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, mm, I'm like, "Honey, I′m home" (woo)
Got on the trust, I'm like, "Honey, I′m on" (woo)
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 ′Nique, yeah

I play this shit how it goes
I still be slangin' them poles
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


You not 'bout to put me on Maury
That baby ain′t mines and I know, yeah (bitch)
I 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
Meaning they'll check my statements
Matter o′ fact, check my payments
Matter o' fact, hit my agent, I need like 50 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′, ho?
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 than 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, I′m fresher than dressin' (sauce)
Don′t see the hate, I look over them peasants (low)
Bitch, that's why you stressin', uh (bitch)

Zaza blunts, can′t roll no mid
I just two-step ′cause the Glock too big (Glock)
For the chicken, then I got your Alfredo
Ain't do it myself, but I gave the okay though (go)
I ain′t gon' sugarcoat nothin′ (can't)
Tell her the truth ′fore I lie (bitch)
I gotta move on the sly (why?)
'Cause her best friend a lil' spy
Gon′ probably fuck me if I try, ho

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′, ho?
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′, ho?
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