Mary J. Blige - Dance For Me Lyrics

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[Ahkim]

Yo, even if you don't dance, rock to this

Let your pants sag, stand up and block to this

Come on mami, relieve stress, you don't need rest

So while the niggers lay cash, you chicks shake ass

[1 - MJB]

If you're floatin' real high

And you feelin' the vibe

Won't you get on the floor and just dance for me

If you're feeling the groove

It ain't knocking for you

So just get on the floor and just dance for me

And I know you been stressed

That's how we got you messed up

Get on the floor and just dance for me

Just be here and you'll jump

So stay here 'till it close

And stay up on the floor and just dance for me

Hey, I know it's been rough

But I'm tryin' to make it easy

For everybody to dance for me

So come one, come all, come everybody

Me and you, all of us 'bout to really party

And you know that we're gonna put it down

After two more drinks, we'll be feelin' the sound

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Get off the wall cuz I know that you can feel me

Stop the fronting and dance for me

So come one, come all, come everyone

And me and you, all of us, by the way we party

And you know that we're gonna put it down

After four more drinks we'll be fallin' down

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Leave all your troubles and your cares behind

Don't you worry 'bout a thing, not tonight, no

Don't drink too much because we have all night

Don't you rush because it's all night long

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[Ahkim]

Yeah, yeah, yo

Party time, pull the Linx out, get the minks out

Or come ghetto, but just dance to the music

Feel the vibe, I'll throw up your hands and loose it

You say you ball 'till you fall

Well it's your chance to prove it

You on hand 'till the sun up

And the pounds of smoke, bottles is empty

And I got them models in the Bentley

And six simply when I bounce in the club

Around thugs that smoke ounces of blunt

Cop cases of Cris', pop 'till they can't taste the shit

But hell, what's the major event

Real niggas, real broads, I'll cars, hot rims

Sedan Coupes, SUV's, to the drop Benz

From the outside in, the party rock

We just started and we ain't tryin' to hardly stop

From the Bellvedere to the Bacardi shots

Just dance ma, cuz you know the bar hot

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