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M24 - We Don't Dance / Gbg Lyrics



M24 - We Don't Dance / Gbg Lyrics
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[ Featuring Stickz ]

(Hargo Production)
(AbzOnTheBeat)

(Hargo Production)

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

The wop's got power
Let it sing like my gyal in the shower
In the pot, make it rock out of the powder
If it's beef, get quarter of the pounder
Real Brixton, A Towner
We make the girls undress, go down us
Man's on the ball like rounders
Jakes on the case, so they lost and found us
Straight cash, no scam though
Lick out a two and a bit in the bando
Jump out the car with the Rambo
They hid in the shop near the Fanta and Tango
Man let it clap like a slipper and sandal
Came with the steel, leave with the bangles
Came with the gang, go at mans angle
Bops with the mash, the side of the handles

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

Bad B want a piece of me of course
(Me) of course (yes she does)
I don't trust her though
She moving like she's tryna get me bored
I gotta put on my gloves before I touch this
I ain't talking 'bout doing my chores (no)
Cali in my zoots as well, I'm high, oh Lord
About five man in the three door (five)
Looking to feed their swords (ugh)
Every other day we used to 'round there
Until we got bored (true)
And then he got bored (real life)
Then he got bored (real life)
And then to all the other opp blocks we toured (ayy, ayy)
That shit was all bait back then (bait)
Now shit's all changed (changed)
Still catch me on the block on my pushy (why?)
Nothin' ain't changed (nope)
Still say I got a baby face
She try say I ain't aged
Bitch, are you mad? Are you f*cking cray?

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France (Hargo Production)
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"
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(Hargo Production)
(AbzOnTheBeat)

(Hargo Production)

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

The wop's got power
Let it sing like my gyal in the shower
In the pot, make it rock out of the powder
If it's beef, get quarter of the pounder
Real Brixton, A Towner
We make the girls undress, go down us
Man's on the ball like rounders
Jakes on the case, so they lost and found us
Straight cash, no scam though
Lick out a two and a bit in the bando
Jump out the car with the Rambo
They hid in the shop near the Fanta and Tango
Man let it clap like a slipper and sandal
Came with the steel, leave with the bangles
Came with the gang, go at mans angle
Bops with the mash, the side of the handles

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

Bad B want a piece of me of course
(Me) of course (yes she does)
I don't trust her though
She moving like she's tryna get me bored
I gotta put on my gloves before I touch this
I ain't talking 'bout doing my chores (no)
Cali in my zoots as well, I'm high, oh Lord
About five man in the three door (five)
Looking to feed their swords (ugh)
Every other day we used to 'round there
Until we got bored (true)
And then he got bored (real life)
Then he got bored (real life)
And then to all the other opp blocks we toured (ayy, ayy)
That shit was all bait back then (bait)
Now shit's all changed (changed)
Still catch me on the block on my pushy (why?)
Nothin' ain't changed (nope)
Still say I got a baby face
She try say I ain't aged
Bitch, are you mad? Are you f*cking cray?

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance
We dance with smoke
When we're doing up Tour de France
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets? (how?)
We're f*ckin' charged
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"

She wanna dance with the GBGs
Honey, we don't dance (no)
We dance with smoke
And we're doing up Tour de France (Hargo Production)
How you gonna say we don't bang in these streets?
We're f*ckin' charged (f*ckin' charged)
Don't make me laugh
We had man screaming out, "Oh my Lord"
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Dorai Harrison
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: M24
Featuring: Stickz
Length: 3:07
Written by: Dorai Harrison

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