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Megan Thee Stallion - Dance (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cedric Coleman
Cedric Coleman
Songwriter
Jimi Payton
Jimi Payton
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Megan Pete
Songwriter
Mike Foster
Mike Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Engineer
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer
Mike Foster
Mike Foster
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, bring that motherfucking beat back
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
[Chorus]
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
[Verse 1]
Dance, make him blow them bands, hands, do it with no hands
Damn, bitch, you been a fan, damn, damn, damn, damn
Hopped out the fucking Rover with your baby, like a stroller
Call your bitch and say it's over, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches acting shitty so I had to potty train 'em
I ain't never met the ho, but her **** probably ate it
I been moving with the bag, just in case I wanna buy shit
I been moving with a shooter, just in case you wanna try shit
[PreChorus]
Dance, do the money dance
Boy, this ain't no baby Benz
AMG got big old bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want your petty cash
Boy, I want what's in your stash
Come over and get this ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
[Verse 2]
They hit me to come through, they did good, so I do
He was nervous 'cause I'm gangster, tried to fuck me in his shoes
Boy, you safe, it's okay, ain't no set up, you can stay
If I really want you hit, you wouldn't've made it all this way, hey
Pop it like some bubble gum, show me how you work your tongue
****, don't be acting shy, go 'round back and use your thumb
Yeah, I'm a freak, he be scared I'ma cheat
Tryna keep me in the house, pussy under lock and key, ah
[PreChorus]
Dance, do the money dance
Boy, this ain't no baby Benz
AMG got big old bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want your petty cash
Boy, I want what's in your stash
Come over and get this ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, dance, dance, dance
[Outro]
Hey, hey, yeah
Dance, make him blow them bands
Dance, make him blow them bands, ha
Hey, hey, hey, hey, aye
I'ma need that money, ooh
Put up with my attitude
Call me when you coming through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma need that money, ooh
Call me when you coming through
Put up with my attitude
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Devante Namara Wilkes, Stuey Rock, Jordan Houston, David Cunningham, Isaac Lahmi Bivens
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