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Cha Cha Video (MV)




Performed By: DThang
Featuring: French Montana, Sha Gz
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Daniel Collins, Karim Kharbouch, Shavar Williams




DThang - Cha Cha Lyrics
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[ Featuring French Montana, Sha Gz ]

Like, like
Grrah-grrah, boom
RPT (ayo, Sha Gz, we got one, my heart), four, sev', four, sev'
Grrah, it's that Sha Gz nigga
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky (y'all niggas know what's goin' on)
Might not never
Even my guela know that, on bro (gang, gang)

In LA, bitch, I'm just havin' fun (we in LA)
Pop a Perc', now it's me and my gun (me and my gun)
I'ma keep dissin' deads, bitch, I do what I want (do what I want, pussy)
I'm smokin' Edot, he dead in my blunt, like (suck my dick)
How the f*ck you went out by the gun? (Edot)
Notti got poked, why the f*ck he ain't run? (Notti)
And I heard he got stabbed by a bum (stabbed by a bum)
Dumb stupid nigga should've never had fun (like f*ck that nigga)
I'm 'bout to do what I said (do what I said)
'Cause these niggas smokin' my dead (smokin' my dead)
Diddy got shot, he was yellin', "My neck" (yellin', "My neck")
Nigga should've played ball, but he'd rather be dead
All of my opps really dyin' really dyin')
I don't know, but this shit got me cryin' (shit got me cryin')
Could've f*cked on that bitch, word to bro, I was tired (I am)
Nigga, C Blu a faggot, he didn't deny it (didn't deny it)
You a mook
C-HII got lined by hoes (C-HII)
You can't trust a bitch, man, you never know (Edot)
Nigga died, where was your pole?
You dumb-ass kid, thought you was a go
C-HII got lined by hoes
You can't trust a bitch, man, you never know (at all)
Nigga died, where was your pole? (Like what?)
You dumb-ass kid, thought you was a go (play this song one time, my heart, like what?)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up

Like this, she all on my body, don't know you, she know me (at all)
If I hop out this car, they gon' post me (grrah-grrah, boom)
Push up on me and get left like Ginobili (Like what?) (Like what?)
Like I spin they block by my doley (on bro)
Like I did it all by myself (like what?)
Like I never needed no help (at all, at all)
She on my bed, told me take off my belt (like smoochie)
And she know I'm the one that the nigga she dealt with (RPT)
Like I wanna rump (four, sev', four, sev', like what?)
Drilly Boppin' while I'm in her guts (Drilly Bop, Drilly Bop)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah) like, like where the hoes? (Where they at?)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up

Walk in the club, leave with all the hoes
You know I'm from the North, so I tote the pole
Nigga tried to kill me, I wiped his nose
Slimed-out bitch f*cked me and my bros (han)
Two freaks, 69 (han)
Dive in, zipline
You know how we do, point guns to temples (baow)
Walk up on a nigga like, "What's on your mental?" (Ba-ba-baow)
Nigga, we the wave, don't get caught up in the tide (tide)
Soon as he post, we gon' kill him on live (live)
Montana side Bronx, we don't play fair (play fair)
Niggas sleep on us, make 'em lay there (yeah)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up
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Like, like
Grrah-grrah, boom
RPT (ayo, Sha Gz, we got one, my heart), four, sev', four, sev'
Grrah, it's that Sha Gz nigga
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky (y'all niggas know what's goin' on)
Might not never
Even my guela know that, on bro (gang, gang)

In LA, bitch, I'm just havin' fun (we in LA)
Pop a Perc', now it's me and my gun (me and my gun)
I'ma keep dissin' deads, bitch, I do what I want (do what I want, pussy)
I'm smokin' Edot, he dead in my blunt, like (suck my dick)
How the f*ck you went out by the gun? (Edot)
Notti got poked, why the f*ck he ain't run? (Notti)
And I heard he got stabbed by a bum (stabbed by a bum)
Dumb stupid nigga should've never had fun (like f*ck that nigga)
I'm 'bout to do what I said (do what I said)
'Cause these niggas smokin' my dead (smokin' my dead)
Diddy got shot, he was yellin', "My neck" (yellin', "My neck")
Nigga should've played ball, but he'd rather be dead
All of my opps really dyin' really dyin')
I don't know, but this shit got me cryin' (shit got me cryin')
Could've f*cked on that bitch, word to bro, I was tired (I am)
Nigga, C Blu a faggot, he didn't deny it (didn't deny it)
You a mook
C-HII got lined by hoes (C-HII)
You can't trust a bitch, man, you never know (Edot)
Nigga died, where was your pole?
You dumb-ass kid, thought you was a go
C-HII got lined by hoes
You can't trust a bitch, man, you never know (at all)
Nigga died, where was your pole? (Like what?)
You dumb-ass kid, thought you was a go (play this song one time, my heart, like what?)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up

Like this, she all on my body, don't know you, she know me (at all)
If I hop out this car, they gon' post me (grrah-grrah, boom)
Push up on me and get left like Ginobili (Like what?) (Like what?)
Like I spin they block by my doley (on bro)
Like I did it all by myself (like what?)
Like I never needed no help (at all, at all)
She on my bed, told me take off my belt (like smoochie)
And she know I'm the one that the nigga she dealt with (RPT)
Like I wanna rump (four, sev', four, sev', like what?)
Drilly Boppin' while I'm in her guts (Drilly Bop, Drilly Bop)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah) like, like where the hoes? (Where they at?)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up

Walk in the club, leave with all the hoes
You know I'm from the North, so I tote the pole
Nigga tried to kill me, I wiped his nose
Slimed-out bitch f*cked me and my bros (han)
Two freaks, 69 (han)
Dive in, zipline
You know how we do, point guns to temples (baow)
Walk up on a nigga like, "What's on your mental?" (Ba-ba-baow)
Nigga, we the wave, don't get caught up in the tide (tide)
Soon as he post, we gon' kill him on live (live)
Montana side Bronx, we don't play fair (play fair)
Niggas sleep on us, make 'em lay there (yeah)

Move to the left, then I bop to the right (move to the-)
Like grrah, now take it back now, y'all (break it up, like)
Bunny hop one time (bunny hop, bunny hop)
Grrah, bunny hop two times, grrah
Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, one stomp
Slide to the left, criss-cross, don't jump (don't jump)
Move to the right (like grrah)
Drilly Bop to the left (Drilly Boppin')
Notti Boppin', I'm pokin' my chest (Notti)
Turn us up
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Writer: Daniel Collins, Karim Kharbouch, Shavar Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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