Skate - Dollababy

Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby, everybody skate It's Sunday night and we're about to have a ball The place is packed been thinkin' 'bout it all day long People are jammin' and waiting for their favorite song With everyone in a world of their own Can't wait to get up on the floor And bounce around to the sounds And don't just sit up on the wall Get down, baby get down Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby, everybody skate The beat is bumpin', the lights are movin' to the groove All in the light, we roll until the night is through Only a minute before it puts you in the mood And from there it's all up to you Can't wait to get up on the floor And bounce around to the sounds, yeah Don't just sit up on the wall Get down, baby get down And everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby And everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby Everybody skate, skate, skate, yeah baby Everybody skate, skate, skate Get down to the music Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop till it grooves you and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music till you feel it going on Don't stop till you lose it, baby Everybody skate, skate, skate Just skate, skate, skate Everybody skate, skate, skate Just skate

CB on the beat Ayy, ayy I like long walks with my nigga to the bank Uh, ayy I'm a maniac, two braids to the back, where his CC at? Left his ass on read for what he Said, bitch, I ain't call him back (No) If I want it then, chirp my bitches and we andale (Brr, brr) Bitch, I'm always active, never hidin', never, ever lackin' (Never) Double C my tag, watch my back 'cause niggas in my grass (Brr) People gettin' bolder, wearin' faces and they changin' masks I'm not used to askin', if I need it, I'm gon' make it happen Put my trust in no one 'cause they loyalty ain't really matchin' I told you let 'em hate, soak it up, let it marinate I was runnin' late to the jet, but Kev made it wait Pick me up in a orange Wraith with the paper plates Took a loss then I called a play, bitch, I made a way Wrist Stanley Cup, I can show you how to skate (Skate) Ayy, ayy (I like) I like long walks with my nigga to the bank (Bank) Ayy, ayy Swervin' on the gas, 93 inside the tank (Skrrt) Ayy, ayy (I made) I made it out the mud, only me I wanna thank (Thank you) I ain't showin' no love (Nah), only me I wanna thank (Thank you) If they cut another check, fuck with me, I need it blank (Brr) Bitches think they competition, okay, cool, I need a prank (Haha) If we talking 'bout these levels, I'm the highest in my rank I'm so thirsty for this money, I'll sell water to a sink I'm the coldest bitch I know, I'm still freezing in a mink (Brr) I need it twice like I was jinxed, I need all, the fuck you think? I need my backend and my frontend All deposits 'fore we link, uh (Cash) Big fish, all large, big shark Richard Mille wrist watch, real niggas, big Glocks Big bills, big knots, blue face, new mops Free the homies, fuck cops Love my niggas, fuck the opps, bitch Wrist Stanley Cup, I can show how to skate (Skate) Ayy, ayy (I like) I like long walks with my nigga to the bank (Bank) Ayy, ayy (Swervin' on, Swervin' on, Swervin' on) Swervin' on the gas, 93 inside the tank (Skrrt) Ayy, ayy (I made) I made it out the mud, only me I wanna thank (Thank you)

Heaven, have mercy on the hypnic jerk You blamed for your speech Walk around the block again Wait 'til I feel cool and straight With the diaristic bent on undertaking Careful, steady Are we steady? Cool and ready I'm not bossy, I'm the boss Shooter, not the shot On the tip and fit to execute I'm chief, not the overthrown Captain, not a crony So if you wanna row, you better have an awfully big boat Boat, boat, boat Holding a package from a total stranger Who claims to know me No, you never knew me, man Not even a fraction You just glimpsed your own reflection in a gold sheen I'm not bossy, I'm the boss Shooter, not the shot Well-composed with keys to raise the skate I'm chief, not the overthrown Captain, not a crony So if you wanna throw, you better have an awfully big stone Stone, stone, stone Stone, stone, stone We could hang out for the summer while you wait for your girl Dip a toe until it's sunk and freezing But just because I let you kill time dangling me from the quarry Doesn't mean that I won't land on my feet That's cause I'm the boss Caller of the shots Sutanejo, never spit to me Chief, play my own right hand Not haggish, but the hag How naïve to trample She who's running from the stampede I'm raising the skate Look, I'm raising the skate I'm raising the skate I'm raising the skate Look, I'm raising the skate I'm raising the skate Oh, oh, oh

Tell your man that you'll be right back Don't be asking questions Six feet but I ain't distant Hoppin' off the porch I don't know where I'm goin' Skate depot Skate depot Skate depot Skate depot (Skate depot) Meet me on the block And I got you Skate depot You know we can't go nowhere If my niggas was here The drinks could've been on me Skate depot I'm gonna take you to a place that we ride Snake depot We shook and jiving, let them problems pass you by Hands up, hands down Almost threw my ass out We ain't drunk We want it on the wheel out 'Round and 'round The feeling so heavenly Hands in your pocket While we skate to Franky Beverly Hands up, hands down Almost threw my ass out We ain't drunk We want it on the wheel out 'Round and 'round The feeling so heavenly Hands in your pocket While we skate to Franky Beverly (Skate depot) Meet me on the block And I got you Skate depot You know when can't go nowhere If my niggas was here The drinks could've been on me Skate depot I'm gonna take you to a place that we ride Skate depot We shook and jiving, let them problems pass you by Almost threw my ass out Almost threw my ass out Almost threw my ass out Hands up, hands down Almost threw my ass out We ain't drunk but We want it on the wheel out 'Round and 'round The feeling so heavenly Hands in your pocket While we skate to Franky Beverly