Hey, I don't understand right, man
Workin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go
Back at it again, just here to win
We don't talk in circles, got a problem, then you spin
These days on 10, these days I'm lit
Not sure where that ends, but baby just begin
My dog just came home, that's more than twin
Brother, not a friend
And when I was popping, he was there
No options he could spare
I look at shorty, life ain't fair
And we got it, we get it popping
Shorty say I'm toxic
She just talking hot shit
She got potential
We gotta unlock it
Straight forward, baby girl, not with the nonsense
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Pajwe avem, that's just broken france
Don't play with me, you won't get a chance
Let me tell you who I am
Open book, Sam I am
Boy can cook, chef in hand
Made you look, I know you can
I got the will, bagger vance
Bitches pose, shake that ass
Yeah, yeah, go and shake that ass
Drive by, break the glass
Wanna see the kitty trashed
X the window, close the tab
Take a shot, get your bag
Before you go, can you make it clap
I only really ask, cause that thing is fat
F*ck these niggas, they is packs
Sexy drill, litty raps
Sexy girl, throw her back
Sexy girl, throw her back
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Polo Paul - Do What You Can (Clean Version) Lyrics
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English
Hey, I don't understand right, man
Workin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go
Back at it again, just here to win
We don't talk in circles, got a problem, then you spin
These days on 10, these days I'm lit
Not sure where that ends, but baby just begin
My dog just came home, that's more than twin
Brother, not a friend
And when I was popping, he was there
No options he could spare
I look at shorty, life ain't fair
And we got it, we get it popping
Shorty say I'm toxic
She just talking hot shit
She got potential
We gotta unlock it
Straight forward, baby girl, not with the nonsense
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Pajwe avem, that's just broken france
Don't play with me, you won't get a chance
Let me tell you who I am
Open book, Sam I am
Boy can cook, chef in hand
Made you look, I know you can
I got the will, bagger vance
Bitches pose, shake that ass
Yeah, yeah, go and shake that ass
Drive by, break the glass
Wanna see the kitty trashed
X the window, close the tab
Take a shot, get your bag
Before you go, can you make it clap
I only really ask, cause that thing is fat
F*ck these niggas, they is packs
Sexy drill, litty raps
Sexy girl, throw her back
Sexy girl, throw her back
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Workin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go
Back at it again, just here to win
We don't talk in circles, got a problem, then you spin
These days on 10, these days I'm lit
Not sure where that ends, but baby just begin
My dog just came home, that's more than twin
Brother, not a friend
And when I was popping, he was there
No options he could spare
I look at shorty, life ain't fair
And we got it, we get it popping
Shorty say I'm toxic
She just talking hot shit
She got potential
We gotta unlock it
Straight forward, baby girl, not with the nonsense
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Pajwe avem, that's just broken france
Don't play with me, you won't get a chance
Let me tell you who I am
Open book, Sam I am
Boy can cook, chef in hand
Made you look, I know you can
I got the will, bagger vance
Bitches pose, shake that ass
Yeah, yeah, go and shake that ass
Drive by, break the glass
Wanna see the kitty trashed
X the window, close the tab
Take a shot, get your bag
Before you go, can you make it clap
I only really ask, cause that thing is fat
F*ck these niggas, they is packs
Sexy drill, litty raps
Sexy girl, throw her back
Sexy girl, throw her back
Gone for the moment, but I'm back and reloaded
And she moaning, watch me make it bubble like soda
I swear, baby girl got the edible aroma
She bad enough to let the flow blow over
Yeah make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Make a dance, make a dance, make a take a chance
Making bands, making bands, she ain't got a man
Make a dance, make a dance, she got money plans
She do what she want
You do what you can
Writer: Paul Juste
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid