Let them watch, keep staring
Hating on the things we do
Tryin' to knock us off our cloud
They got, all eyes on us
Wishin' they had what we got
So sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud (proud proud proud)
Proud (proud proud proud)
Drop down do the hoaky-poaky
She ain't even down for the oky-docky
Know this we're the coldest team
Is on the scene, I'm born to lead
I don't even sleep long enough to have a dream
Reality, unfortunate
Girls hanging on me like on the mits
And I play the game like a tournament
I'm tryin' to win stomping in my Ugg like Timbs ay
Drop clutch snapback, black leather, backback
White shirt down to my knees
They can judge our shoes but not our moves
We ain't got no one to please
Let them watch, keep staring
Hating on the things we do
Tryin' to knock us off our cloud
They got, all eyes on us
Wishin' they had what we got
So sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud (proud proud proud)
Proud (proud proud proud)
Make your knees touch your elbow
Have me stick it two like a vale crow
Stick and straight up like scale crow
Shoulda seen the pic she send to my cell phone
Xrated, don't hate it
Dough play that, motivated
Been getting tours since I graduated
Paper chaser
Pourin' out lookin' for the whole man to chase her
When she left I had a whole pillow full of makeup
High waist crop top, red lips top shop
Flash tat, holes at the knees
They can judge our shoes but not our moves
We ain't got no one to please, yeah, ooh, ha
Oh let them watch, keep staring
Hating on the things we do
Tryin' to knock us off our cloud yeah
They got, all eyes, on us
Wishin' they had what we got
So sing like no one's around and dance
Dance how you wanna (how you wanna, how you wanna, how you wanna)
Love who you wanna (who you wanna, who you wanna)
Oh dance how you wanna, how you wanna
Love who you wanna, who you wanna
Be who you wanna, who you wanna,
Yeah you're how you wanna
Dance like your mama ain't proud, yeah, yeah
Like your mama ain't proud
Like your mama ain't proud
Like your mama, your mama, your mama
Ha, oh let them watch, keep staring
Hating on the things we do
Tryin' to knock us off our cloud yeah
They got, all eyes, on us
Wishin' they had what we got
So sing like no one's around
And dance like you mama ain't proud
compositores: TAUHEED EPPS, GUY THEODORE SEBASTIAN, BRITTANY MARIE BURTON, CHRISTOPH BAUSS, NICHOLAS VALENTINO AUDINO, LEWIS BERESFORD HUGHES, FRIDOLIN WALCHER
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