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letra de dirty dancing (remix) - babyk osama

[intro]
(palaze, what you cookin’?)

[chorus: babyk osama]
all my n-ggas steppin’, i’m lookin’ fancy, with me glancin’
i can’t even help it, she dirty dancin’, got me starin’
i ain’t see your message, when you text me, i was tipsy
now she dirty dancin’, dirty dancin’ got me tempted
all my n-ggas steppin’, i’m lookin’ fancy, with me glancin’
i can’t even help it, she dirty dancin’, got me starin’
i ain’t see your message, when you text me, i was tipsy
now she dirty dancin’, dirty dancin’ got me tempted
[verse 1: babyk osama]
my intuition tellin’ me listen to my jimmy
but i’m mesmerised by your jigglin’
all that dirty dance you doing, got me thinking about how imma hit it
everytime you even move, it’s in slow motion when i see it
girl don’t blow over to me and you i swear to god you won’t forget it
i’ma show you how a n-gga different, burberry set got that p-ssy drippin’
all that squirming and running you doing when a n-gga be tryna hit it
all that shaking and trembling you doing when a n-gga just gotta l!ck it
i’ma show you hittin’ b-tches what i want, just know i’ma get it

[bridge: babyk osama]
all this money, i’ma buy you a wig, massage your body to give you kisses
brand new glock and it got extended
brand new chop, that b-tch got titties
but f-ck that sh-t, it’s back to the b-tch, man f-ck that b-tch, it’s back to that bl!ck
k!ll that b-tch, she don’t take me serious f-cking on both, she say she with it

[chorus: babyk osama, yungeen ace]
all my n-ggas steppin’, i’m lookin’ fancy, with me glancin’
i can’t even help it, she dirty dancin’, got me starin’
i ain’t see your message, when you text me, i was tipsy
now she dirty dancin’, dirty dancin’ got me tempted
all my n-ggas steppin’, i’m lookin’ fancy, with me glancin’
i can’t even help it, she dirty dancin’, got me starin’
i ain’t see your message, when you text me, i was tipsy
now she dirty dancin’, dirty dancin’ got me tempted (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy )
[verse 2: yungeen ace]
ayy, truth be told, i’m tired of these b-tches thinkin’ they up one
treat the city girl like she ain’t sh-t, watch how she suck somethin’
b-tch ain’t gettin’ no birkin, this b-tch beggin’ me to come
she on instagram like she a boss, but real life this b-tch a bum
ayy, dirty dancin’, when i shoot this k, i’ma watch it hit ’em
ayy, dirty dancin’, surround myself wit’ nothing but k!llers
screamin’ f-ck love, b-tch broke my heart when i was little
ayy, excuse me that he died, he ain’t do me nothing, but i still did him
ayy, ratchet-ass b-tch, walk ’round this b-tch like she a boss
but she don’t come inside this room with the gang and take off
let me record her, yeah, her p-ssy good but i don’t spoil her
i do one night stand, after i f-ck her, i don’t know her

- babyk osama

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