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Ebk Young Joc - Dance With The Devil Lyrics

Dance With the Devil Lyrics[Verse]
Time'll tell, so get your paper, don't fuck it off (Don't fuck it off)
You niggas iffy and watered down, I can't fuck with y'all (No, I can't fuck with y'all)
More money, more problems, you know the motto, I can solve it, though (Hey, I can solve it)
It's only steppers in my section, boy, we all'll go (And we all'll go)
You on the 'net woofin', that's what got your partner smoked (Hey, what the fuck?)
Bro said he gon' **** when he see him, this is not a joke (This is not a joke)
You ain't gon' blow it, then please tell me what you got it for (What you got it for?)
And if I sign a deal, it's only right I put my partners on (It's only right)
Told all my niggas I'm in it with 'em, they not alone (No, they not alone)
You better watch what you say, you know they tappin' phones (Shh)
I'm tryna touch a mil' off this music, that's what I'm rappin' for (That's what I'm rappin' for)
And bro a pimp, he told her run his chips or he gon' slap the ho (Or he gon' slap her)
I heard Peter Piper packed a pepper, well, we packin' poles (Packin' blicks)
This beefin' shit ain't nothin' new to me (Ain't nothin' new)
Flexin' that fool's-gold-ass chain, them diamonds foolery (Hey, what the fuck?)
Bend a nigga block, drop some shots, they think it's two of me (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You keep on tellin' bitches about how what you gon' do to me (Oh, okay)
That dissin' in them songs gettin' old, we gon' neuter him (We gon' neuter him)
I don't even know this nigga rappin', I'm like who is he? (Who the fuck?)
Jumpshot, feelin' like Curry, I'm shootin' from the three (From the three)
My gun cocked, let a nigga play, I'm gon' murder him (Hey, let him play)
Twenty-two shots knock out the pole, I got thirty-three, stupid (Ah-ah-ah)
You know we stay with heavy metal (You know)
Do we got a problem? Tell me if we do, I'll get it settled (Hey, let me know)
Old sweet popcorn-ass nigga, you really kettle (You really sweet)
I'm gon' do the dash, they get behind us, hit the pedal (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pole with me, plus the bros with me, so it's several (He know the songs)
In a room full of demons, I'm just dancin' with the devil (Hey)
Dig a hole, here you go, had to throw his ass a shovel (Here you go)
We gon' throw a hundred if that nigga even throw a pebble (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Turn a boosie bitch into a bad bitch, boy, it's levels (On God)
Everywhere I go for sure, you know I got the metal (You know I got it)
It might get violent out in public, so be careful, I'm a rebel (Ayy, so be careful)
Pop up in your bushes, then pop out like, "Hello" (Hello)
They know we gon' pull up, that's why they never drop they L-O (Never)
Your ghost versus my Glock, I'm like which one you wanna bet on? (Which one?)
I bet you after five shots, it lock, that's an N-O (What?)
Bang in peace Lay, he was droppin' out the limo (Blood)
Taught me how to really pull a skit, drop a demo (Do it)
Before this rap shit, I ain't gon' lie, bitch, we been on (On the B's)
I go to sleep and wake up with my pole under my pillow (Bitch)
If you in a jam and can't bounce out, knock out the window (Ah-ah-ah)
Ah, knock out the window (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
If you in a jam and can't bounce out, knock out the window (Ah-ah-ah-ah)