Dance Tonight
[Verse 1: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
The money don't make the man
The man makes the green
See me ' P ' C nigga
We servin' all these fiends
Creamin, till our dreamin nigga
Millions of tops
I want the plot
The whole world, nigga
I want all my own spot
Yachts
Till I get it, get it
Get it how I live
I'ma thug
One of them blood, nigga
I do it how I feel
Ain't no such thing as niggaz bein' halfway shook
I'ma mothafuckin' killa I hang wit' convicts and crooks (ha ha)
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight
[Verse 2: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
Nigga what?
You don't wanna, go to war with us
Top down, on your block, nigga, fuck it
(NOW NIGGA WHAT???)
I hate to see you niggaz want to ride with us
Down dirty 'bout my skrilla and born killa (nigga what, I means)
See you niggaz, be all about y'all green
I gotta gets my mad mail on, nigga what (cha-ching)
Beamin', fuck 'em, I stay leanin' in the Lex
Me ' Master P ' C-Murder off in Texas
Fuck 'em, if them niggaz can't take a mothafuckin' joke
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight
[Verse 3: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
I'ma (mother) convict bitch, I run wit' killaz that cut yo' throat
All about my, green, nigga
All about my, paper
On top, when we stop, till, I'ma call shots of a skyscraper
See I don't gangbang, get my bang on, so bring it on bitch, I'm trife
Type of nigga that'll pull a plug on yo' life, ya better hang on
All them hoes wanna ride with some real niggaz ' thugz
Fuckin' bitches love the niggaz, but we love to get our drugs
See I stay tight, usually riding late-night
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight