DANCE (You See It) - Andy Mineo, Wordsplayed

Talkin', talkin' crazy

Hi-five!

Uh-huh

(Round five, chicken flow

Kennedy Fried Chicken flow

Crown Heights, East of Portland)

Lot of rappers overated

Homie, that’s an understatement

I grew up on that Tigger in Tha Basement

You could say I made it, me and Andy goin' Kane and Undertaker

Talkin' crazy, y’all sonned the boy

But you know we ain’t related

I was told that I’m kinda strange, and I can’t debate it

Either way I’ma kill the game like it’s premeditated

Like thu-thu boy when I’m aimin at the booth-booth boy

Put the lighters to the roof, boy

When you ridin' in your coupe, boy

Aimin' at your whole crew, boy (bang)

I remember when police was in the hallway

Knockin', talkin'

We can hear you from long range

I said I’d turn it down, that was 'til they went away

Now I’m on my OT talkin' all day

Speak now or hold your peace

Before the Lord let my soul to sleep

And I got some goals I gotta reach (get it, get it, get it)

These moves you gotta see

Doin' my dance, ayy

I’m doin' my dance, don’t mind me

I’m doin' my dance, ayy

Look, I’m doin' my dance, watch

I’m doin' my dance, hustle

I’m doin' my dance, work

I’m doin' my dance, ayy, ayy

Just doin' my, doin' my, doin' my dance

Body tag, Jerome Bettis

I don’t smoke in that lettuce (ok)

I just pour up that chemics (what else?)

Show’s over, roll credits (don't stop)

Psyche, I just got started (ayy)

It’s win or learn, no losses (what else?)

Feeling sick, I might call in (what else?)

Wait, I don’t got bosses (that swag)

Yeah, I take a break but I don’t ever quit (that's real)

Yah, yeesh!

I keep a hundred bars up in the clip

This summer, we finna hit London and Swiss, swish

I run a business, you runnin' your lip

Back and forth between ATL so much

I been thinkin' 'bout gettin' fronts

Nowadays, no loyalty

They stab you in the back just to get in front

It’s a race against time to try to put down the things that I’m thinkin' of

I see people go insane when they find out their fifteen is up

Look, I’m doin' my dance, you see it

I look better in person, believe it

Wait, how you get my number?

Hey, delete it

I ain’t changed that since '13, I think its about time and I need it

G told me gotta pick up the pace

Hands in the air like I stick up the place

And I cannot falter whenever my face at the altar

Who you gave the ball to?

I don’t the play martyr

I just play my charter harder

Aimin' for the Hall of Fame

I lock and aim, my shot go bang!

You lames don’t want no parts

You all the same, the Charlamagne of talkin'

And I walk inside my lane

I came, I saw, I conquered

Dying’s gain, the pride it came before the fall

Summer’s ours, Andy’s comin'

Hit the floor, I’m John Travolta

Doin' my dance, ayy

I’m doin' my dance, don’t mind me

I’m doin' my dance, ayy

Look, I’m doin' my dance, watch

I’m doin' my dance, hustle

I’m doin' my dance, work

I’m doin' my dance, ayy, ayy

Just doin' my, doin' my, doin' my dance

Doin' my dance, ayy

I’m just doin' my dance, ayy

I’m doin' my dance

Look, me and my, ooh, ooh

I’m just doin' my dance, look at

I’m doin' my dance, no hands

I’m doin' my dance, look, look

I’m doin' my dance

Crae told me new level, new devil in this

It’s a battle outside, and you better be equipped

That’s why I gotta keep the good book on flip

And I’m runnin' through the rain

And I think I might slip like skrt

Pickin' it up, man, pick up the pace

So puttin' my high hands high, like I stick up the place

Whenever I die, I’ma tell my momma I’m in a better place

Gotta be puttin' it down on the record

I’ma set it straight, ayy!