Danca (feat. JAY1) - Dhurata Dora

Rollin Chiuso insieme a lei sì dentro a un Mercedes Mi guarda negli occhi poi fa da bere Il tetto che brucia come un braciere Soli Vuole solo me non vuole altri cazzi Non vuole le borse vuole i palazzi Per una così diventiamo pazzi,(pazzi) Baby sì, muovi il culo sopra sto tempo,(uh) Non me lo dici però lo so che no non ti servo Oramai quando sto con te non rallento Ma a qualunque cosa, lo sai, ci sto attento (yeah) Pure quando mi rispondi male Non mi dici cosa pensi Meglio le urla baby dei silenzi Lo facciamo a terra ubriachi persi Ci abbracciamo e poi perdiamo i sensi No no io non voglio farti perdere tempo Io sì voglio prendere tempo (baby) I just wanna take your time I, I should've known, I just wanna take your time I don't wanna be without you, I don't wanna be without you) Yo, yes indeed Sweet brown thing from the West Indies Focus trynna get my paper, focus trynna get these p's And about from early, can't test me JAY1 too certy See me mama heart too clean Still a couple guys trynna do a man dirty I guess that's live life, still steady vibing, everything nice Past too high, imma cover that prize Girls go blind when they look at my ice I know I'm flexy, midnight I might bought Becky Got feels, no boy, too tekky This year i'm moving sexy JAY1 got elegant taste, back so big with the elegant waist No talks, I ain't playing no games I just wanna kick-back, turn up, get paid Figure 8 and a jiggly back All those good times got me setting me back You where there from the start way before I could rap Now you're telling me you're leaving, how you're telling me that I, I should've known, I just wanna take your time I don't wanna be without you, I don't wanna be without you

Hey, hey Skrrt W-W-Whoa Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet Hey, hey Skrrt W-W-Whoa Patek on my bitch (Patek) Then I put two titties on my stick (Boaw, roaw) I don't wanna hit her, pass her, an assist (Hey, hey) I drop my top, the coupe, the sun hit off my wrist (Skrrt) I been drippin', ain't no slippin' in my pimpin' (Drippin', woo) And I pop my rock, rich butt-whoop in the kitchen (Whoop, whoop) I put Forgis on my Bentley, up my inches (Forgis, hey) My bitch, she only want a Birkin to match her interest (Birkin, Birkin) Time to get up my bag and get on a mission (Bag) Niggas be goin' out sav', we handle the business (Sav') Get your bitch, she winkin' eyes and blowin' kisses (Get your bitch) I keep fire, the Glock a .40 with a biscuit (I keep fire) Got tunnel vision I done stacked my money up, I'm goin' up on my wealth (Hey) Did it with my gang so I can't go to top myself (Gang) You can smell Gelati and Biscotti on my breath (Gelati) Shawty wanna dive in my water, Michael Phelps (Splash) I got stripes, I'm a ref, double D up on my belt (Stripes, Dior) Drugs on the sheld, codeine, cocaine and MF (Codeine, hey) Whole hundred thousand in my pocket, I can't stop (Woo, woo) Drippin' on these bitches, it's a problem, need some help (Drip, hey) I been dreamin', diamonds made these bitches eat the semen (Hey) Fiendin', I keep God with me, watch the demons (God) Leanin', codeine in my blood and it's streamin' (Hoo, hoo) Genie, you get three wishes, where the green at? (Hoo, hoo, cash) Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah) And I'ma eat that pussy, I ain't borin', pussy, I ain't borin' Chanel up on your feet and I adore it And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til the mornin' (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til we all rich, all rich Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry (Yeah, woo) Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah) And I'ma eat that pussy, I ain't borin', pussy, I ain't borin' Chanel up on your feet and I adore it And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til the mornin' (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til we all rich, all rich (Yeah) Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry Gaze at my jewels, Js are my jewels (Yeah, woo) .38, that's my tool We don't aim for the rood (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Bando Baby 29, you'll die right here (Woo) This is somethin' you see every light-light year, yeah Bando, hmm (Woo, woo, woo) Nigga tryna do his research like it's Recess and he Randall (Randall) When we ride out, we in camo (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Mm, mm, mm, mm (Bah, bah, bah, bah) Murder's a subject that we can handle Darlin', can I get a taste? (Can I?) Eat your pussy for lunch and I'll shoot your boyfriend in the face (Hahaha) Let's go Paris for the weekend Darlin', I can keep a secret Yo, I sipped lean last night, I couldn't sleep last night (Yeah) Too much on my mind, I couldn't dream last night I go Paris, I'ma need tonight She a Capricorn, she's with me tonight Girl, you're a bad habit, spend thousands and I don't panic (No) Eat her pussy with no teeth, I leave no damage (Haha) She just said, "Celiné me," she's dyin' for those CCs Baby, fuck me like you need me (Ooh) These niggas whippin' coke, but they're bad at it (Mm) I just poured a four, I took a Xan with it (Mm, mm) I throw you 50 bands, you keep it a secret (Woo, skeet, skeet) Promise that you'll never ever tell where I'm leapin' (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah) And I'ma eat that pussy, I ain't borin', pussy, I ain't borin' Chanel up on your feet and I adore it And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til the mornin' (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til we all rich, all rich Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry (Yeah, woo) Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah) And I'ma eat that pussy, I ain't borin', pussy, I ain't borin' Chanel up on your feet and I adore it And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til the mornin' (Yeah) Whippin' up the coca 'til we all rich, all rich (Yeah) Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry