Saint Simmons - Shut Up N Dance Lyrics

Please don't compare me to nobody
Speak on me no receipt, copy
Cease desist no bull, I'm not cocky
Get loose and I don't need sake
New energy from the new papi
We know who is who from who is not talking
Owee owee
Almost got killed at a Ruby Tuesday
Homie told 'em chill, put away ya lil' uzi
Bad and boogie, listening to Boosie
When the trunk pop he gon judge like Judy
In a bad mood cuz his cousin was a cutie
Da homie had my back and I owe him, truly
And I paid my advance
So when we hit the spot like dawg just shut up and
Dance

(Talking in the background)

Shut up and
Dance

(Talking continues)

Shut up and
Dance

Shut up and
Dance

Yah Get it, Yah Get it, Get it, Get it, Get it

Shut up and

Please don't get so drunk you get sloppy

I know what I would not be
Clear my mind and also my proxy
Got up once I had life to knock me
I'm just stubborn it's not my moxie
Told my mirror you will not stop
Me
Owee Owee
Homies on the highway speeding with the goonies
We was bumpin' Wale way before "Sue Me"
Life is a movie, hit the club groovy
PYT in the corner, blue mood ring
Told the crew 'scuse me
She came up to me
All of a sudden she starts voguing and whacking
Yall should of seen all my homies reaction
(Mans had no chance)
Shut up and dance yea

Already did did my lil rant
I just be feelin' it's scant
Shut up and
The world in its greatest expanse
Y'all already know my stance
Shut up and
Life didn't go how I planned
My partner sell grams like Morant
Shut up and
Give me some space and a trance
Like give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that

Shut Up and

Shut Up and

Yo if you're not here to dance then why are you even her-

Shut Up and

Ugh
And They can't keep up man
Always taking shots, tell me do they land
And I'm in a new rock band
Got the juice to my locs to my tube socks fam
Hard knocks had to hit em with the boom bop bam
Bye bye been a minute since the rah rah
Thinking I could bring it back like it's tye dye
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back
Bring it back like ugh
Be weary of the new drop jam
Hit the lights and you see 'em all scram
Tony baker through the wall like cram
God is good the great I AM
Got through the dog fights
Without a cat scan
It can rain cats and dogs
Without a pot and pan
But I'll be back by popular demand

Dance