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Dancer Video (MV)




Performed By: Treat Coastal
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Ethan Campbell




Treat Coastal - Dancer Lyrics




They call my money a dancer
Cuz it just keep moving
You get attached to it
I stay with the sack like I'm Santa
My sleigh is my Audi
Yo diamonds look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm cancer

This that Louis v no supreme
Gotchu rippin like some jeans
And the seats in the car that's leather
And they grey like some hounds
Imma run-up in yo house
Watchu doing in my lab like dexter
I can really put it down
Big man on the bound
Didn't you know that the crown any side
Imma pioneer the sound
Then I'm headed out of town
Leave you looking like a clown pennywise

That's real
I ain't been chill since bill
Imma chase a couple mil
I been living for the highlights
High life
How I live my life
If you ain't f*cking with it then you ain't my type
It really so simple
Imma get it popping like a pimple
Paid the pied piper pop out on sprinter
Now I'm grubbing on his dinner
Imma have her back in a minute
Then I'm bussing on her back when I'm finished

Bitch I spray down like a febreeze can
Say u want smoke you ain't f*ckin with me man
Blow it by the o
Lbs for the road
But imma need a re-up when I get back home
Rocking off white call me Micheal Jackson
I ain't even acting
Everywhere I go
Ghosts chasing after my snap code
Like I'm f*cking Pac-Man

That's word
Said that s that's word
I'm the best that you heard
And you ain't even heard of me
Nah
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Making sure you ain't home
Cuz this a F*cking burglary
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Imma bust that shit open
Like I'm doing f*cking surgery
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Imma piss on your floor
And you can't even murder me

I went out west
No stress
Where I rest
Same old chain now it's rubbing on my neck muthaf*cker
I step muthaf*cker
704 what I rep muthaf*cker
You slept muthaf*cker
It's game time
I done had the juice like a grapevine
I been setting trends now these haters trynna take mine
They been trynna copy but the bitches call me Papi they be knowing who the truth
When I step up in the booth
Like blues get a clue
Tell me who's you
You been all cap you ain't really been true
I'm true to my views
Like 2 plus 2
That's 4 x man
That's the city where grew

They call my money a dancer
Cuz it just keep moving
You get attached to it
I stay with the sack like I'm Santa
My sleigh is my Audi
Yo diamonds look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm cancer

This that Louis v no supreme
Gotchu rippin like some jeans
And the seats in the car that's leather
And they grey like some hounds
Imma run-up in yo house
Watchu doing in my lab like dexter
I can really put it down
Big man on the bound
Didn't you know that the crown any side
Imma pioneer the sound
Then I'm headed out of town
Leave you looking like a clown pennywise

That's real
I ain't been chill since bill
Imma chase a couple mil
I been living for the highlights
High life
How I live my life
If you ain't f*cking with it then you ain't my type
It really so simple
Imma get it popping like a pimple
Paid the pied piper pop out on sprinter
Now I'm grubbing on his dinner
Imma have her back in a minute
Then I'm bussing on her back when I'm finished
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They call my money a dancer
Cuz it just keep moving
You get attached to it
I stay with the sack like I'm Santa
My sleigh is my Audi
Yo diamonds look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm cancer

This that Louis v no supreme
Gotchu rippin like some jeans
And the seats in the car that's leather
And they grey like some hounds
Imma run-up in yo house
Watchu doing in my lab like dexter
I can really put it down
Big man on the bound
Didn't you know that the crown any side
Imma pioneer the sound
Then I'm headed out of town
Leave you looking like a clown pennywise

That's real
I ain't been chill since bill
Imma chase a couple mil
I been living for the highlights
High life
How I live my life
If you ain't f*cking with it then you ain't my type
It really so simple
Imma get it popping like a pimple
Paid the pied piper pop out on sprinter
Now I'm grubbing on his dinner
Imma have her back in a minute
Then I'm bussing on her back when I'm finished

Bitch I spray down like a febreeze can
Say u want smoke you ain't f*ckin with me man
Blow it by the o
Lbs for the road
But imma need a re-up when I get back home
Rocking off white call me Micheal Jackson
I ain't even acting
Everywhere I go
Ghosts chasing after my snap code
Like I'm f*cking Pac-Man

That's word
Said that s that's word
I'm the best that you heard
And you ain't even heard of me
Nah
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Making sure you ain't home
Cuz this a F*cking burglary
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Imma bust that shit open
Like I'm doing f*cking surgery
Knock knock
Knocking at yo door
Imma piss on your floor
And you can't even murder me

I went out west
No stress
Where I rest
Same old chain now it's rubbing on my neck muthaf*cker
I step muthaf*cker
704 what I rep muthaf*cker
You slept muthaf*cker
It's game time
I done had the juice like a grapevine
I been setting trends now these haters trynna take mine
They been trynna copy but the bitches call me Papi they be knowing who the truth
When I step up in the booth
Like blues get a clue
Tell me who's you
You been all cap you ain't really been true
I'm true to my views
Like 2 plus 2
That's 4 x man
That's the city where grew

They call my money a dancer
Cuz it just keep moving
You get attached to it
I stay with the sack like I'm Santa
My sleigh is my Audi
Yo diamonds look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm cancer

This that Louis v no supreme
Gotchu rippin like some jeans
And the seats in the car that's leather
And they grey like some hounds
Imma run-up in yo house
Watchu doing in my lab like dexter
I can really put it down
Big man on the bound
Didn't you know that the crown any side
Imma pioneer the sound
Then I'm headed out of town
Leave you looking like a clown pennywise

That's real
I ain't been chill since bill
Imma chase a couple mil
I been living for the highlights
High life
How I live my life
If you ain't f*cking with it then you ain't my type
It really so simple
Imma get it popping like a pimple
Paid the pied piper pop out on sprinter
Now I'm grubbing on his dinner
Imma have her back in a minute
Then I'm bussing on her back when I'm finished
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Writer: Ethan Campbell
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