Shame shame shame on you If you can't dance too REPEAT Can't stop me now hear what I say My feet wanna move so get out my way I'm gonna have my say I'm going to every discotheque I'm gonna dance dance dance dance ooh Till the break of day I say CHORUS Shame shame shame hey shame on you If you can't dance too I say shame shame shame Shame shame shame Shame shame on you If you can't dance too Don't stop the motion If you get the notion You can't stop the groove 'Cos you just won't move Got my sun-roof down Got my diamonds in the back So put on your shaky wig baby If you don't I ain't comin' back REPEAT CHORUS If you don't want to go Remember one monkey don't stop no show My body needs action ain't gonna blow Yes I'm going out I'm going to find a dancin' man If you really think you're fast Try to catch me if you can I say shame shame shame yeah (aah) shame on you If you can't dance too It's a shame shame shame Shame shame shame Shame shame on you If you can't dance too If you can't dance REPEAT CHORUS (Shame) said shame (shame) said shame (Shame) shame on you If you can't dance too if you can't dance REPEAT TO FADE

Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on what you've done Well you made me sweat and talk 'til I was skin and bones You cause your lovers grief oh look at me now Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy, that's right Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame a shame on what you've done You know what you done You wanna butt, you wanna what You wanna ay ay ay Yeah well I was offered dice I gave my touchin' hymn But then the game broke a loose oh you were the reason Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Yeah shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on what you've done ay ay ay ay And now you're walking back well I can tell your plan You gonna leave my words down on your knees oh Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Yeah yeah yeah yeah shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame a shame on what you've done, well Shame shame a shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame shame Shame shame shame shame Well shame on you, shame on what you've done yeah Shame shame shame on what you've done

Shame shame Because you didn't say your girlfriends name For sure I'll say it next time for sure She has got the saddest handle that I know No one even holds a candle Who would blow out her flame I'm over come with shame Shame shame Because you didn't read all of dames dames You knew You knew the damage it would do She is just the brightest candle that I know Hope her holder has a handle on her though But keep your head I can't accept your head I would love to, I would love to But I'm overcome with shame Shame shame Because you couldn't say your girlfriend's name You knew Tou knew that problems would ensue I wrote your name for all to see I wrote your name for all to see I would love you, I would love you But I'm overcome with shame I never read all of dames dames I can't identify the change But something isn't quite the same And then I couldn't say your name

Say he like him a thick bitch Like a bitch with her own shit I ain't never been a broke bitch I been having motion, five stars, we toastin' I been on some 304 shit And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me First, he sent a car to pick me up (then what?) Girl, why that nigga flew me private? (Stop lyin') Hopped off, then he took me shopping Next thing you know, we was layin' on a island (ooh) I froze my neck like winter I'm rich like I'm a Jenner And if you see us out No, he is not my nigga Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) Nigga, I don't wanna hear it, is you rich or not? I never heard a rich nigga say, "That cost a lot" Ayy bae, is you the runner, or you send 'em out? Ayy, is you in the field or is you sittin' out? Real freak, you could eat it through the Fenty This some good-good, that Bobby, that Whitney I don't do Miami 'less you do it like Diddy I don't do dates that's inside of my city And you knowin' I'ma act up, run that motherfuckin' sack up Only thing I'm in is the Benz or the black truck Saw his other bitches, it was really giving lacklust' He miss me, girl, you really was the backup Ooh, know it hurt his pride when I diss him Make him drown in his tears, need a tissue Magazine, I'm a bad lil' issue Only pickin' up on the first when the rent due And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) I don't need nan nigga in my phone that's cheap I don't even like to talk for free I like a nigga that's gon' tell me where to meet on a flight overseas That'll get a nigga fucked to sleep We ain't fucking no nigga staying with his baby mama Only calling yo' phone when his family sleep We ain't fucking no niggas that be talking like bitches when they mad Them kind of niggas weird to me I'm representing for the real bitches, we ain't doing no bill splitting That shit for them weak bitches I make music for the P bitches and the street bitches Not the ones that be sneak-dissing He is not one of mine Don't ask me, these niggas too pussy happy Stop sending me DMs back-to-back, baby, Cash App me Might be my new dick daddy And I like my head slow, sloppy, disgusting Wet pussy in his face, no cuffin' Ooh, he keep asking, "What are we?", "We nothing" I don't want a lil' boy, no Justin Staying with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on a car when he knowing it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm riding that dick he saying that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch Not-not my nigga