Teach Me

Album: B4.DA.$$ (2015)
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  • Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance
    Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance

    Okay life's like, life's like, just like a tango, tango
    You gotta move that, move that, don't break an ankle, ankle
    Tell me if you see me, see me from your angle, angle
    I'll be your genie, genie, you be my angel, angel
    Okay, how low can you go? A half million records sold
    Soon as all the cash hit the floor
    (?)and I'm bout to blow
    Rock your body, go back and forth
    (?) party, you're at the fold
    Hundred girls in the lobby after the show that I body
    And after the show they prolly want to put forth for me
    Put on a show for the Papi that I prolly want to see
    So tell me what its gonna be she said "This hunny ain't free"
    It's the best kind that's around, so you have to pay a fee

    Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance
    Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance

    Let me show you how to grove, babe
    How to move about a suitcase
    Take a trip without a shoelace
    I can leave you if you want
    Lemme help you move
    Baby slide it, give you a little bit of guidance
    Enjoy the ride, I'll be your pilot
    You gotta glide it
    Close your eyes, come fly, I'll show you how to vibe
    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Oh

    Okay now life's like, life's like, just like a salsa, salsa
    You taste the spice right? Spice right? We need some water, water
    Lately been caught up, caught up, these steps need order, order
    Bring it in closer, closer, let's combine auras, auras
    Okay, right foot, left foot, let's go
    Take my hand, take me (?) below
    Bring it on there
    What you got in store?
    Rise up, look back at it
    One jab at it
    And I sear it's so rough, it's a bad habit
    How I made the pussy dance? How that happen?
    We could call that magic
    Say poof and our boots is tappin'
    The sweetest taboo you practice
    The sweetest juice that I have sip
    I was raised by the Sycamore tree
    I was told not to bite every apple I see
    But somehow that's hard for me
    Shorty make it clap, make it hard for me
    Come grab the mic, spit a bar for me
    Show me what you know, tell it all to me

    Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance
    Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance

    Let me show you how to grove, babe
    How to move about a suitcase
    Take a trip without a shoelace
    I can leave you if you want
    Lemme help you move
    Baby slide it, give you a little bit of guidance
    Enjoy the ride, I'll be your pilot
    You gotta glide it
    Close your eyes, come fly, I'll show you how to vibe
    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Oh

    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance
    I'mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance
    Oh

    Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants
    And my body through a trance and fuck we just like a sin
    Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants
    And my body through a trance and fuck we just like a sin Writer/s: ADAM PALLIN, CARLOS ST. JOHN, CHE KEVIN JESSAMY, COREY LATIF WILLIAMS, JO VAUGHN VIRGINIE, KIESA RAE ELLESTAD
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Missing Link Music, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Royalty Network, Universal Music Publishing Group
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