letra de dance wit a demon - b dot goon
[intro: fergie & will.i.am]
what you gon’ do with all that junk
all that junk inside yo’ trunk?
i’ma get-get-get-get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
what you gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside ’em jeans?
i’ma make-make-make-make you scream
make you scream, make you scream
’cause of my hump
[verse 1: curtnextdoor & fergie]
now you know what i’m sayin’
spot an opp and you know i ain’t playin’
where you gon’ duck when these bullets start flamin’?
free jay gz for accurate aimin’
haters mad that my diamonds not changin’
skipped the line, i ain’t wanna be [?]
switched it up, don’t wanna be basic
looks, check it out
[chorus: curtnextdoor]
baby, come dance with a demon
two, three shooters gon’ shoot for no reason
heard it was cl!ckin’, she see [?]
me and the bros gon’ gotta get even
buyin’ drip, got sh-t with no meanin’
b-tches on d-ck and they do it for free
tryna make it and go on a spree
don’t ever be scared, we all gotta bleed
[verse 2: curtnextdoor]
hop out, cook him out his sneaks
hop out, push him to his t–th
and he got left on his strip ’cause he thought i ain’t creep
hollows put ’em in a dream
no one knows why i’m in the streets
bad b-tch and she tryna freak
keep buyin’ her sh-t while i f-ck her for free
keep buyin’ her sh-t while i f-ck her for free
[verse 3: pj glizzy]
off the patty, she just wanna freak
off the casa’, she just wanna link
she turn to a demon when she got her a bean
he turn to a shooter when bro off the lean
i got accurate aim on the scene
like how you gon’ run from a beam?
i’m with the gang and we yell out, “free squeeze”
try to run up, he was clearin’ the scene
[verse 4: b dot goon]
when they see that white face, yeah that’s me
when they see that white face, yeah that’s me
brodie with me goin’ dumb off a bean
free the goon, we was dumpin’ on scene
try to run, bullets rip thru your jeans
i’m with the gang and it’s free skurta b
duck from the shots when he run into me
and you know i still post on five-three
[chorus: curtnextdoor]
baby, come dance with a demon
two, three shooters gon’ shoot for no reason
heard it was cl!ckin’, she see [?]
me and the bros gon’ gotta get even
buyin’ drip, got sh-t with no meanin’
b-tches on d-ck and they do it for free
tryna make it and go on a spree
don’t ever be scared, we all gotta bleed
baby, come dance with a demon
two, three shooters gon’ shoot for no reason
heard it was cl!ckin’, she see [?]
me and the bros gon’ gotta get even
buyin’ drip, got sh-t with no meanin’
b-tches on d-ck and they do it for free
tryna make it and go on a spree
don’t ever be scared, we all gotta bleed
[outro: fergie]
i drive these brothers crazy, i do it on the daily
they treat me really nicely, they buy me all these iceys
dolce & gabbana, fendi and then donna
karan, they be sharing all their money
got me wearin’ fly gear but i ain’t asking
they say they love my ass in seven jeans, true religion
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