These bad bs love to dance
They come from Spain, Italy, France
These bad bs love to dance
They come from Spain, Italy, France
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance (don't love)
Is that an opp? Go mind your Lord
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance
Is that an opp? Go mind your lord,
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance
These bad bs love to dance, they know my name, oh-la-la
Just show me your naughty side, don't be shy, oh-ma-ma
Jump, jump in the middle and whine
Arch your back when I grab your spine
This rave's gonna end at five, coat tail tryna exercise
Niggas ain't got no funds, preeing up gyals from horny bums
I'm in the rave with a loaded gun
Come too close, and you might get bunned
What your man don't know won't hurt
You can't check me, so know your worth
Do you wanna come home to a driller? Big ting's gonna make you squirt
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance (don't love)
Is that an opp? Go mind your Lord
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance
Is that an opp? Go mind your Lord
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance
This bad b loving to dance, whining on me, she shaking her ass
Young bro, he's trapping out far, all of this grub going up his ass
No, he won't come back in a week, staying upsea for a couple months
I was off Gord in a four-one-one when I linked that tug smoked bunch get drunk
Ay, man, better back that crud when the G's pull up, tryna turn man skunk
Had one show in an Irish pub, one Patty dinked me with the loudest bud
Ay, I was in France
I slapped on my shades and so everyone's started to dance
Four-one, man, you know we do this, won't step up when you got one chance
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance (don't love)
Is that an opp? Go mind your Lord
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance
These bad bs love to dance, they come from Spain, Italy, France
They begging for a bit of romance
I don't do love, might give it a chance
Is that an opp? Go mind your Lord
Don't let him go, I'm having a glance
It's a quick one, two, three, four back to the rave, baby, let's dance (let's dance)