Dancin 4 Dollas - Tyga

You know she just moved out of Momma’s

Just went back to college

She is my dancer, when she dance I throw her dollars

I throw her dollars, I-I-I throw her dollars

She is my dancer, when she dance I throw her dollars

She works hard for the money (So, so hard)

So hard for the money (So, so hard)

She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)

She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)

She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)

Dancin' for them dollars

Uh, same nigga that you knew since back when

You ain’t had too many dollars, and you couldn’t trust your friends,

used to ride around Impala

Drop you off right after high school

I don’t know too many like you, bitches hate but they won’t fight you

Uh, as far as nothing, too honest…

No time for no problems, it’s all good cause you bad

You just be fallin' for the wrong niggas

I’m clicking all of her pictures, and she showing all of that ass

'Bout that life, you don’t even gotta act

You ain’t gotta know how to know that

Money slaves, can’t save them

Her mind gone, she tainted

She getting double what she made then

Ain’t gotta man, but she paid man

She know the game, it ain’t fair

Just foul play, no referees

I’m falling back, just watching that

In the corner off with a couple of racks

I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that

Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I’m clicking all of her pictures, and she showing all of that ass

Got that life, you don’t even gotta act

You ain’t gotta know how to know that

I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that

Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I- I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that

Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I-I-I Like that…

I-I-I Need that…

I-I-I Like that…

Can I, Can I, Can I meet that…