Juicy J - Bandz A Make Her Dance (feat. Lil Wayne, 2 Chainz)

[Hook] Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands [Juicy J] Short hair, leave me alone. News splash you don’t need a loan Start turking when she hear a song, strip upon her income. We can’t trippin’, it ain’t some. So nasty when she rollin’ She put that ass up in my hands, i remote control it. She keep me gone when the roof gone, at the c.o.d. She live with me She got friends, bring three. I got drugs, i got drinks. Bend it over, juicy j, don’t poke it like we’re pain You say no to touch the pussy, juicy j came Rags onward, they’re showing rags, i’m throwing rags In the vip rub it and i’m stretching it Bitch niggas tippin, broke niggas looking And they’re still in the club if they’re showing pussy [Hook] Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands [Lil Wayne] uh pop that pussy for a real nigga pull out my black card, thats my lil nigga make a movie wit yo bitch steven spielnigga smokin on keish cole, give me chills nigga whats your real name and not your stripper name i make it rain on ya like a window pane bands a make her dance tunechi make her cum hit it from the side like a motherfucking bass drum 2 hoes on 1 fucking pole 2 hoes on my fucking pole i don't tip i pay bills bitches call me buffalo her stomach in and her ass out im flyer than the ones they pass out if money grow on trees, i branched out I'm just waiting on my bitch to cash outtttt [Hook] Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance All these cheaters popping pussies, i’m just popping bands Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance These cheaters clappin’, and they ain’t using hands [Juicy J] Down in the lobby, about to hear a magic Throw some on, dig into her, all the mad bitch gon’ like it Speak up, therefore she gonna need a couple of bags Like a broke atm imma spillin all this cash Them niggas in the club don’t be spending shit 20 stacks in one night, i’ll be on trippin’ shit My crew is paid off, but i’m still paying it A couple like us pay, she lovin’ this shit. She making that ass club dancing like she owned it Bring it back up to us, take that so don’t be bitch Up and down she’s going she’s sliding on the pole Making money, stacking them, honey, shall they go