Make Her Dance (Remix)

Hook (KevinK)
I can throw some racks and make her dance (yah)
I made her forget you was her mans (amnesia)
Tell her hop in my lamb (skrrt)
I can throw some racks and make her dance
I can throw some racks and make her dance
I made her forget you was her mans
Tell her hop in my lamb
I can throw some racks and make her dance

Verse 1 (G-Up)
Rauri like power, I fuck her every hour
Bitch turning sour, money Eiffel Tower
Bands make it shower, one hundred not an actor
Preach, not a pastor, make her dance, I’m a factor
Got so much ice on my mother fuckin wrist
YDV the crew, you know you haven’t seen this
Make it to the top, your girl dancin, you pissed
Woulda been here, too, but you’re fake, yeah, you switched
Model in my bed, I wake up getting head
Rappin makin bread, no 9’s only 10’s
You shoulda seen the money, before I fuckin spent it
If you’re real get some money, to the fake ones I don’t lend it

Hook (KevinK)
I can throw some racks and make her dance (yah)
I made her forget you was her mans (amnesia)
Tell her hop in my lamb (skrrt)
I can throw some racks and make her dance
I can throw some racks and make her dance
I made her forget you was her mans
Tell her hop in my lamb
I can throw some racks and make her dance

Verse 2 (Xpert)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Xpert on the track, track got killed
Xpert makin racks, that’s a done deal
Aye, every time I spit, it gets more ridiculous
It gets so hysterical
Bitch boy sayin I have no flow, fuck off
I’ll flex hard as fuck and harder than you
I’ll whip that Beamer nice as shit
Like how it sound? Bitch I bet you do
Droppin songs and these bangers with G, that’s how we stay
Ain’t no playin when I step up to bat
I’m swinging out the park, Make Her Dance I think I can
I throw some hot as bands
While I continue makin these plays
Sit back and watch how you stay
Fuckin around with my name
Yung Ink EP droppin soon so check the name
Check the fame
I’m gettin that shit
[?]
You know we finna explode
Me, Poet and G, we finna blow
So why don’t you get off our back?
Garrett, I know you wanna use this in your raps
So why don’t you do that, boo?
I don’t think you wanna cut most of this cause I’m goin off the dome
I wrote most of this but I gotta Freestyle for you
Cause I know you wanted so hot
So I gotta spit so mysterical
Now you gotta wonder why I’m spittin like a genie, hoe
Oh my gosh I feel like Timmy Turner askin Cosmo and Wanda
Can I have some rhymes, sir?
No, no, no, never mind, none of that
I’m usin some weird ass raps
This is from Make Her Dance
Oh my gosh, did you see the last bar that I just did
Nah, I don’t think you can kid
Cause you don’t understand how I make these raps
Now why don’t you step back
Cause now it’s my time
My time to shine with the crew
And that’s how we be
Now why don’t we step back and while I shoot this three
It’s wet like D-Rose girl while she’s down on her knees