Song Lyrics

I don't do that dance thing (posted up)
VIP I let my back lean (that's what's up)
On the wall like a flat screen (posted up)
Shorty in them Baby Phat jeans (that's what's up)
(find me in the club, mean mugging posted up)
(If you don't give a damn girl we dont give a .)
(We into making sex, we ain't into making love)
(If you don't give a damn girl we don't give a, we dont give a)

Have a flat chested chick stuffin' bills in her sports bra
Keep a broad in check like a bill in a sports bar
All Star Cafe, my meals is 4 stars
Move 4 O's quicker than the wheels on sports cars
Girls testing game for the fun and the thrills
Have a chick on her toes like there's gum on her heels
Or have her in da strip club crumbling bills
'Cause one stroke give 'em goosebumps and da chills
Know a broad from face jobs not a pro wit names
I'ma playa classified 20 rows from lames
Blizz get more neck than shoulder pains
Then put her on the highway like shoulder lanes
Shorty ain't choose me she chose the game
Blizz like Joe and Wayne, make it snow and rain
Then she look me in the eye now she know i'ma a boss
Hold that chick by her neck like A1 sauce

I don't do that dance thing (posted up)
VIP I let my back lean (that's what's up)
On the wall like a flat screen (posted up)
Shorty in them Baby Phat jeans (that's what's up)
(find me in the club, mean mugging posted up)
(If you don't give a damn girl we dont give a .)
(We into making sex, we ain't into making love)
(If you don't give a damn girl we don't give a, we dont give a)


In the party or the club just freelancin'
Thug niggas like me won't be dancin'
Attention is massive like they lookin' at a mansion
Ol' girl know the deal
I'm young, hard, and handsome
If you don't know I suppose you better ask 'em
Fatal attraction distracts 'em
But if i'm gonna tap 'em I wrap 'em
Take one look and shawty picturing contractions
Step to the bar see what's happenin'
Ready for some action
Smoking a Black and shawty sippin' Red Passion
Smile looking good and her attitude is matchin'
Soda bottle shape, she's a freak I could imagine
Tell the bartender put some Henny in my damn cup
That demanding 'cause i'm that damn drunk
Shawty started to stand up and I cuffed her by her butt
Before I even said sum' she asked me what's up

I don't do that dance thing (posted up)
VIP I let my back lean (that's what's up)
On the wall like a flat screen (posted up)
Shorty in them Baby Phat jeans (that's what's up)
I Don't do that dance thing (I don't do that dance thing)
VIP I let my back lean( VIP I let my back lean)
On the wall like a flat screen ( On the wall like a flat screen)
Shorty in them Baby Phat jeans ( Shorty in them bBaby Phat jeans)

Jaime Bierman