Rick Ross feat. The-Dream Money Dance

Uh, hey, give me a black bottle
I can't dance good but I'mma dance tonight, you hear me?
Baby just don't step on my feet, a nigga toes hurting
Uh, uh

Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer, pinky looking glassy
Charges dropped, these plaintiffs just wanna tax me
Secret Service wanna see me driving taxis
Hug my attorney and then we do the money dance
Whitey Bulger or a soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 or get your money back
Pull a plug, brain dead, dope game nigga
Knew the rolls was fake and so we brought the real with us
Repertoire, hustle such a tenacity
High roller, bet us another masterpiece
More Rakim then maybe Master P
Crazy nigga paid in full, I'm tryna buy the beach

Caution, I'll approach you with a business mind
Slight two-step as I check the time