Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
by Sanderlei Silveira ® - 08/06/2023 - US (xnnx) X2
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gyal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
[Verse 1: J Hus]
Your likkle bum-bum
Never seen you before, where you come from?
You got a fat pum-pum, I got a long Johnson
I know I never met you at random
This must be destiny, that's why you're next to me
You feel like ecstasy
This must be destiny, that's why you're next to me
You feel like ecstasy
[Chorus: J Hus]
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gyal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
[Verse 2: Drake]
Touch my forehead, chest, left shoulder
Then right side, pray my brothers are good outside
I know the vibes, I know the vibes
You're the one, girl, stop rollin' eyes
I find love and it slowly dies
So Lilah Pi, don't make my eye cry
Let me hold your controller, I'm not one of the controllin' guys
I want you to touch road with the girlsdem, and socialize
Enjoy your life, your backside is so fit, it opens eyes
I know the vibes, I know the vibes
Just 'cause I'm not jealous doesn't mean I don't care, that's just not fair
I knew you were trouble, I was unprepared
If I were married, this might turn a scandalous affair
Trouble is there, trouble is there
Trouble been right there, trouble is there
Trouble gon' find me anywhere, trouble gon' find me, bubble and wine-y
Ayy, trouble gon' find me, trouble'll find me anywhere
Trouble'll find me, trouble will find me
It's okay, girl, bubble and wine-y
They want me dead, but don't remind me
Both hands around you, it's not tiny
[Chorus: J Hus]
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gyal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
[Verse 3: J Hus]
If you come close, I'ma explode
Gyal there carryin' a heavy load
Whine your waist in a semi-circle
Gettin' money fast, man's not a turtle
Had to go through so many hurdles
Block's so hot like inferno
Had some issues that were internal
Had a mad life, I could write a journal
But I can't lie, I love the journey
Me and the money had matrimony
All the ratchet gyals wan' pattern up
All the posh gyals get ratchet for me
If you love me, you're clappin' for me
If you throw it, I catch it, trust me
Gyal come from far, even upsuh
I want the best, not comme ci, comme ça
[Chorus: J Hus]
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gyal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
Cé a dúirt leat nach bhfuil damhsa ag an droch -fhear?
Cé a d'inis duit nach bhfuil damhsa gangsters?
Fiú amháin le wap ar mo chromán, damhsaim mé
Droch -fhear, tóg sip agus damhsa eile
Dhá chos chlé, ná turas agus damhsa
Ba mhaith leis an gyal mé, b’fhéidir go dtabharfainn seans di
Féach di, tugann sí sracfhéachaint dom
Chaith sí an gúna daingean sin ach chun feabhas a chur air
[Véarsa 1: j hus]
Do Likkle Bum-Bum
Ní fhaca tú riamh tú roimhe seo, cá as a dtagann tú?
Fuair tú pum-pum saille, fuair mé Johnson fada
Tá a fhios agam nár bhuail mé leat riamh go randamach
Caithfidh sé seo a bheith i ndán, sin an fáth go bhfuil tú in aice liom
Braitheann tú cosúil le eacstais
Caithfidh sé seo a bheith i ndán, sin an fáth go bhfuil tú in aice liom
Braitheann tú cosúil le eacstais
[Cór: J Hus]
Cé a dúirt leat nach bhfuil damhsa ag an droch -fhear?
Cé a d'inis duit nach bhfuil damhsa gangsters?
Fiú amháin le wap ar mo chromán, damhsaim mé
Droch -fhear, tóg sip agus damhsa eile
Dhá chos chlé, ná turas agus damhsa
Ba mhaith leis an gyal mé, b’fhéidir go dtabharfainn seans di
Féach di, tugann sí sracfhéachaint dom
Chaith sí an gúna daingean sin ach chun feabhas a chur air
[Véarsa 2: Drake]
Déan teagmháil le mo mhullach, mo bhrollach, gualainn chlé
Ansin an taobh deas, guí go bhfuil mo dheartháireacha go maith lasmuigh
Tá a fhios agam na vibes, tá a fhios agam na vibes
Is tú an duine, a chailín, stop súile rollach '
Faighim grá agus faigheann sé bás go mall
Mar sin lilah pi, ná déan mo shúil ag caoineadh
Lig dom do rialtóir a shealbhú, níl mé ar cheann de na guys rialaithe '
Ba mhaith liom go ndéanfá teagmháil le bóthar leis an cailíní, agus sóisialú
Bain sult as do shaol, tá do chúlaí chomh hoiriúnach sin, osclaíonn sé súile
Tá a fhios agam na vibes, tá a fhios agam na vibes
Just 'Cúis nach bhfuil mé éad nach bhfuil cúram orm nach bhfuil cúram orm, níl sé sin cothrom
Bhí a fhios agam go raibh trioblóid ort, bhí mé gan ullmhú
Dá mbeinn pósta, d’fhéadfadh sé seo a bheith ina ghnó scannalach
Tá trioblóid ann, tá trioblóid ann
Bhí trioblóid ceart ann, tá trioblóid ann
Trioblóid gon 'faigh mé áit ar bith, trioblóid gon' faigh mé, mboilgeog agus fíon-y
Ayy, trioblóid gon 'Faigh mé, beidh trioblóid agam áit ar bith
Gheobhaidh mé trioblóid orm, gheobhaidh trioblóid mé
Tá sé ceart go leor, cailín, mboilgeog agus fíon-y
Tá siad ag iarraidh mé marbh, ach ná cuir i gcuimhne dom
An dá lámh timpeall ort, níl sé beag bídeach
[Cór: J Hus]
Cé a dúirt leat nach bhfuil damhsa ag an droch -fhear?
Cé a d'inis duit nach bhfuil damhsa gangsters?
Fiú amháin le wap ar mo chromán, damhsaim mé
Droch -fhear, tóg sip agus damhsa eile
Dhá chos chlé, ná turas agus damhsa
Ba mhaith leis an gyal mé, b’fhéidir go dtabharfainn seans di
Féach di, tugann sí sracfhéachaint dom
Chaith sí an gúna daingean sin ach chun feabhas a chur air
[Véarsa 3: j hus]
Má thagann tú gar, tá mé ag pléascadh
Gyal ann iompar 'ualach trom
Whine do choim i leathchiorcal
Gettin 'airgead go tapa, ní turtar é fear
Bhí orm dul tríd an oiread sin constaicí
Tá bloc chomh te cosúil le Inferno
Bhí roinnt saincheisteanna a bhí inmheánach
Bhí saol buile agam, d’fhéadfainn iris a scríobh
Ach ní féidir liom bréag, is breá liom an turas
Bhí pósta ag mise agus ag an airgead
Tá an patrún ratchet gyls go léir ag dul suas
Faigheann na gyals posh ratchet dom
Má tá grá agat dom, tá tú clappin 'domsa
Má chaitheann tú é, tugaim é, cuir muinín ionam
Tagann gyal ó i bhfad, fiú upsuh
Ba mhaith liom an chuid is fearr, ní comme ci, comme ça
[Cór: J Hus]
Cé a dúirt leat nach bhfuil damhsa ag an droch -fhear?
Cé a d'inis duit nach bhfuil damhsa gangsters?
Fiú amháin le wap ar mo chromán, damhsaim mé
Droch -fhear, tóg sip agus damhsa eile
Dhá chos chlé, ná turas agus damhsa
Ba mhaith leis an gyal mé, b’fhéidir go dtabharfainn seans di
Féach di, tugann sí sracfhéachaint dom
Chaith sí an gúna daingean sin ach chun feabhas a chur air