Fredo Bang – Doin My Dance Lyrics (feat. Moneybagg Yo) – New Today Lyrics

Ain’t that DJ Chose over there
That look like DJ Chose

Stick hangin’ out my pants
But imma still hit my dance
Quarantine runnin’ through bands
Shorty tried calling me bro
Bitch what the f*ck is you sayin hoe
Shawty keep callin’ my phone
She don’t wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don’t
That’s why she never at home
That’s why she never at home

Stick hangin’ out my pants
But imma still hit my dance
Quarantine runnin’ through bands
Shorty tried calling me bro
Bitch what the f*ck is you sayin’ hoe
Shawty keep callin’ my phone
She don’t wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don’t
That’s why she never at home
That’s why she never at home

Got in that ummm I’m like honey I’m home
Got on the trust I’m like honey ‘im on
She hit my line like bae where you at
Actin all pressed I’m like honey I’m grown
Get in that p*ssy I’m diggin’ like cleats
Get in her mouth and I’m pushin’ her teeth
Ain’t sharin’ no bitch I’m playin’ for keeps
So y’all can stop askin’ I ain’t f*ckin’ on neek
I play this shit how it goes
I still be slangin’ them polls
I still be lurkin’ like crows
I keep that stick on the low
Still thuggin’ on parole
No I ain’t suckin’ no toes
I’m not tryna be your man
I’m not tryna be your goals
Your not bout to put me on maury
That baby ain’t mines and I know yeah
Get that green that Peter that Pan
I got ’em mad they salty like sand
Old the bitch stop callin’ me baby
I got a verse from Lil Baby
I don’t wanna talk just pay me
Me and that check my statement
Matter fact check my payments
Matter fact hit my agent
I need like 50 occasion
I make a bad bitch amazin’

Stick hangin’ out my pants
But Imma still hit my dance
Quarantine runnin’ through bands
Shorty tried calling me bro
Bitch what the f*ck is you sayin’ hoe
Shawty keep callin’ my phone
She don’t wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don’t
That’s why she never at home
That’s why she never at home

Your bitch in my house she ain’t tryna go home
I’m harder then steel she ridin’ on chrome
I’ll show you for thinkin’ I’m rappin a song
Want all of the smoke like a hit from a bong
Poppin’ my shit in the VIP section
Drippin’ like gravy and fresher then dressin’
Don’t see the hate I look over them peasants
Bitch thats why you stressin’
Za za blunt cant roll no mid
I just two step cause the Glock too big (Glock)
For the chicken then I got your Alfredo
I’d do it myself but I gave the ok though
I ain’t gon sugar coat nothin’
Tell her the truth fore I lie
I gotta move on the sly
Cause her best friend a lil spy
But prolly f*ck me if I try

Stick hangin’ out my pants
But Imma still hit my dance
Quarantine runnin’ through bands
Shorty tried calling me bro
Bitch what the f*ck is you sayin’ hoe
Shawty keep callin’ my phone
She don’t wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don’t
That’s why she never at home
That’s why she never at home

Stick hangin’ out my pants
But Imma still hit my dance
Quarantine runnin’ through bands
Shorty tried calling me bro
Bitch what the f*ck is you sayin’ hoe
Shawty keep callin’ my phone
She don’t wanna leave me alone
She say I do what you don’t
That’s why she never at home
That’s why she never at home