Mr. Make Her Dance

Yuh, uh-huh, uh

Yuh, mic check, mic check, yuh (okay)

Ayy, uh

Slow dance, slow dance nigga, ayy

Uh, yuh-yuh (gang), uh, yuh-yuh (check-check)

Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh, okay, yuh

January coldest fuckin' shit, bitch (uh)

Get up off my phone, you only like me 'cause I'm six, bitch ('cause I'm six, bitch)

Your boyfriend talkin' shit, I ain't shy to send 'em to styx, bitch (send 'em to styx, bitch)

It's icy, so I guess we just gon' catch him when he slips, bitch

Thinkin' 'bout the crib and all my whips, bitch

I feel like I'm trapped, like I can't move, I'm feelin' boxed in (I'm feelin' boxed in)

Tryna navigate this fuckin' world in my black skin ('cause I'm black, bitch)

Askin' me these questions, I reply with: Well, who's askin'? (yeah, yeah)

Don't let nobody step in (don't let nobody step in)

I think I'm really flawed and my soul is stolen and broken (uh)

I have this feeling like every single day (ayy, uh, uh-huh)

Back when I was glowin' I had this token to take me away

From all these motherfuckin' games they play (ayy)

Niggas yellin': What the blood clot? (uh-huh)

Leave you with your blood clot (ayy)

I left all my thoughts in a box far away (ayy, uh, uh-huh)

Call me mr. Make her dance

She takes off her clothes, I done made my plans, ayy, yuh

Why that nigga actin' like a big stepper? (big stepper)

Your bitch say she leave yo ass for me when I met her

I tell shorty shut up 'cause she likes to scream when I sex her (when I sex)

Tell me you can't find nobody better (better)

Lately I been burnin' bridges (uh)

Bags under my eyes 'cause I don't sleep until I'm finished (finished)

Foreign shorty finnish, don't stop sucking till I finish (finish)

Niggas ask me how I'm sane if I'm surrounded by this gold or the hoes or the clothes (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I feel like I'm really flawed and my soul is stolen and broken (uh)

I have this feeling like every single day (ayy, uh, uh-huh)

Back when I was glowin' I had this token to take me away

From all these motherfuckin' games they play (ayy)

Niggas yellin': What the blood clot? (uh-huh)

Leave you with your blood clot (ayy)

I left all my thoughts in a box far away (ayy, uh, uh-huh)

Call me mr. Make her dance (ayy, yeah, ayy)

She takes off her clothes, I done made my plans (ayy, uh, uh-huh, okay, yeah)