Fan Songtext
von Hit‐Boy feat. 2 Chainz
Fan Songtext
Ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
(1)
Pop it, pop it, girl you got it, got it
In this seat for like three weeks, girl I been
watching, watching
You walk in with all your girls, all solid and
thorough
You bouncin′ left to right, you treat this club like
it's your world
The truth, the truth, damn that ass′s the truth
It's a couple things I'm a fan of, that′s henney
money, and you
And they doin′ things, they doin' things that
everybody can do
But them basic hoes, them basic hoes, that′s
anybody but you
Cause you one of a kind, you all them kinds and
one
A lot of ten's a lot of nine′s, but I'm tryin′ to find
the one
Cause Ive got the vision of love so tell me what
is your last song
And we can leave this club, Ill Mariah Carey your
ass home
They say that pretty dresses are worn to be taken
off
So you wear that Vera Wang and make sure that
no love is lost
And I know you see me watching, I admit it girl
you caught me
Fuck a camera let me be your paparazzi, girl,
cause --
()
Girl, If you was a star
I would pull up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I'd do anything, just to let you know
That I'm a fuckin′ fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (god damn)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I'm a fuckin′ fan (girl)
Girl I′m a fuckin' fan, you don′t understand (god
damn)
Cause the way you move that --
(Bridge)
Ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
(2)
Rubber bands, can you understand? I might fuck
a fan
Im so cool, Im like walk up in, can you
comprehend?
Poppin 2, used to coppin 2, I got bricks for sale
Prostitutes try to shot with me like I got big for
sale
Posted up, what Im pposed to do? I had a lot of
hoes
Eye down, posnum, bury me up in papa doughs
Purple love, switch flows, switch clothes
Told em all I get is change, nigga switch pause
Whats yo real name? My my my
Might get married and let Johnny Gill sing
You cant trust a big but and a smile
Especially now, cant tell if they realer than I
Look at these niggas, cant tell if they real or they
not
Look at these bitches, cant tell if they real or they
not
Figured it out, this is my thought, Im digging it
out
And you a star, I cant wait to see you at night
()
Girl, If you was a star
I would pull up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I'd do anything, just to let you know
That I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
I'm a fuckin′ fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (god damn)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
Girl I′m a fuckin' fan, you don't understand (god
damn)
Cause the way you move that --
(Bridge)
Ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Yo, you right there on that poll
Take it down a little lower
Watch these dollars drop on that floor
You aint gotta sing, gotta hit no stage just to feel
the same
Even if nobody knew your name
Girl cause if you was a
If you was a star
I would come up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I′d do anything, just to let you know
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan, girl, god damn
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan, girl, god damn
(Bridge)
Cause the way you move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
(1)
Pop it, pop it, girl you got it, got it
In this seat for like three weeks, girl I been
watching, watching
You walk in with all your girls, all solid and
thorough
You bouncin′ left to right, you treat this club like
it's your world
The truth, the truth, damn that ass′s the truth
It's a couple things I'm a fan of, that′s henney
money, and you
And they doin′ things, they doin' things that
everybody can do
But them basic hoes, them basic hoes, that′s
anybody but you
Cause you one of a kind, you all them kinds and
one
A lot of ten's a lot of nine′s, but I'm tryin′ to find
the one
Cause Ive got the vision of love so tell me what
is your last song
And we can leave this club, Ill Mariah Carey your
ass home
They say that pretty dresses are worn to be taken
off
So you wear that Vera Wang and make sure that
no love is lost
And I know you see me watching, I admit it girl
you caught me
Fuck a camera let me be your paparazzi, girl,
cause --
()
Girl, If you was a star
I would pull up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I'd do anything, just to let you know
That I'm a fuckin′ fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (god damn)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I'm a fuckin′ fan (girl)
Girl I′m a fuckin' fan, you don′t understand (god
damn)
Cause the way you move that --
(Bridge)
Ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
(2)
Rubber bands, can you understand? I might fuck
a fan
Im so cool, Im like walk up in, can you
comprehend?
Poppin 2, used to coppin 2, I got bricks for sale
Prostitutes try to shot with me like I got big for
sale
Posted up, what Im pposed to do? I had a lot of
hoes
Eye down, posnum, bury me up in papa doughs
Purple love, switch flows, switch clothes
Told em all I get is change, nigga switch pause
Whats yo real name? My my my
Might get married and let Johnny Gill sing
You cant trust a big but and a smile
Especially now, cant tell if they realer than I
Look at these niggas, cant tell if they real or they
not
Look at these bitches, cant tell if they real or they
not
Figured it out, this is my thought, Im digging it
out
And you a star, I cant wait to see you at night
()
Girl, If you was a star
I would pull up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I'd do anything, just to let you know
That I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
I'm a fuckin′ fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (god damn)
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan (girl)
Girl I′m a fuckin' fan, you don't understand (god
damn)
Cause the way you move that --
(Bridge)
Ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Yo, you right there on that poll
Take it down a little lower
Watch these dollars drop on that floor
You aint gotta sing, gotta hit no stage just to feel
the same
Even if nobody knew your name
Girl cause if you was a
If you was a star
I would come up to your show
Spend my last dollar, to be in the front row
Stand out in the line, in the rain or in the snow
I′d do anything, just to let you know
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan, girl, god damn
I′m a fuckin' fan, I′m a fuckin' fan, girl, god damn
(Bridge)
Cause the way you move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Move that ass (Hot)
The way you dance (Hot)
Girl your stance (Hot)
I got plans (I drop it)
Writer(s): James Edward Ii Fauntleroy, Chauncey A. Hollis, Tauheed Epps, Larry L. Jacks, Julian Kenneth Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com