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Allen Baker - Not A Dancer Lyrics

[Pre-Verse]
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
If he cross the line, I’m gonna embarrass him
He gonna die for his flag, like a American

[Bridge 1]
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
If he cross the line, I’m gonna embarrass him
He gonna die for his flag, like a American
The guns round here, ugh. automatic
This is for them trap niggas that count the baggie
Do you count the baggie, No you don’t, what it weigh
What it weigh, what it weigh, what it weigh

[Verse]
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
If he cross the line, I’m gonna embarrass him
He gonna die for his flag, like a American
The guns round here, ugh. automatic
This is for them trap niggas that count the baggie
Do you count the baggie, No you don’t, what it weigh
I always be round, but they don’t know where I stay
Outside every day, yeah you know where I play
You better have it on you, yeah you better stay safe
I use to play with guns, now I’m playing with that paper
Thumbing through a check, hot smoke for a hater
Old gun in my new jeans, and yeah it got bodies
Mother fuck that nigga, his bitch ass ain’t nobody
No T-shirts, no spray paint,yeah you fuck nigga
Im still on the same shit, you know what’s sup nigga
[Hook]
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
No I am not a dancer
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
If he cross the line, I’m gonna embarrass him
He gonna die for his flag, like a American
The guns round here, ugh. automatic
This is for them trap niggas that count the baggie
Do you count the baggie, No you don’t, what it weigh
What it weigh, what it weigh, what it weigh

[Bridge 2]
Pistol on me, no I am not a dancer
Got some opps, and they hate me like cancer
If he cross the line, I’m gonna embarrass him
He gonna die for his flag, like a American
The guns round here, ugh. automatic
This is for them trap niggas that count the baggie
Do you count the baggie, No you don’t, what it weigh
What it weigh, what it weigh, what it weigh