Rick Ross – Bands lyrics

[Hook:] x 2
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
These chicks clapping, and they ain’t using hands

She sweet as my swisher, when I know she get richer
Take her shopping for hours just for my instagram pictures
Listen, bands a maker her dance, mills will make me moves
For years I paid my dues, now I’m paid to wear my shoes
Raeboks for the weak, I rocks with the streets
Over town of the beans, haters get them swish cheese
If I gave him a job, he snuff powder for me
Gotta pull double shifts, just to count all my g’s

You want this money bitch, come and get it hoe
Racks in the air, bands on the floor
Now dance on the money, that’s a money rug
She got her titties did ass shots and tell me time
She better fuck, I’m turning up, I’m hard and I’m pay
Y’all be bad dick and ratchet hoes, but hoes slap case
Bands a make her dance, fetty make her fuck
That ice make her bite, that coupe will make her suck

[Hook:] x 2
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
These chicks clapping, and they ain’t using hands

Ahh... Pop that pussy for a real nigga
Pull out my black card, that's my lil nigga
Make a movie with your bitch, steven spiel nigga
Smoking on keysh, cole give me chills nigga
What's your real name and not your stripper name
I make it rain on yah, like a windowpane
Bandz a make her dance, tunechi make her c**
Hit it from the side like a mother fucking bass drum
Two hoes on one fucking pole, two hoes on my fucking pole
I don't tip I pay bills, bitches call me buffalo
Her stomach in her ass out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waiting on my bitch to cash out

[Hook:] x 2
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
These chicks clapping, and they ain’t using hands

2 chainz, four bracelets
Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation (tru)
If yo girl don't swallow kids, man that ho basic
Got two bitches wit me: take a shot at one ho, using her friend for a chaser
(Bands a make her bust it) buss it!
(Let me see you touch it)touch it!
Money talk, you ain't got none, end of discussion! (damn!)
(Bands a make her do it) do it!
(Pocket full of money) money!
Young nigga gettin' head while tha engine runnin' (errrgh!)
Let me see you wiggle, do it for a real nigga (yeay!)
I be laughing to the bank, all you do is giggle
Ballin' in my coupe, call it sports car
Drop the top and freaky treat that bitch just like a pornstar!

[Hook:] x 2
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance, dance
These chicks clapping, and they ain’t using hands