They Don't Dance No Mo'

They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 Yeah, uh, yeah
 Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
 When you finished let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
 Like a beach in Martinique, Goodie back up on they feet
 Set it straight for the nine-eight, license plate with the triple A
 Callin all them cars, because the club be goin left and right
 Throwin blows like them pros, runnin lows up in the night
 Feelin numb from the cup I drank, holla at them thugs in the back
 Baby what you lookin fo', Shawty I ain't showin no slack
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 People don't dance no mo'
 All they do is diss
 People don't dance no mo'
 All they do is diss
 People don't dance no mo'
 All they do is diss
 They get off on holdin folks hostage
 They good, fo' casin malls and leavin broken glass
 Where you park, those two inch white walls that was lit by cat eyes
 Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone three
 Deep coverage, man under
 We used to break doin eighty-three
 2 Live dropped, and we was Throwin That D
 They don't fight with fists
 They bring they piece
 Pat everybody down, before they leave this piece
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 Educate themselves, and went to jail, that filthy morgue
 With the core, and high powered restrainin mechanisms
 Why is it? They slayin this last nigga, ready to sic em
 But I stay cool, and observe them fool and let's just thank, and drank
 And clear the way you think, actin out and about
 That gat he pulled, that my partna sawed
 And he worked quickly, was it worth it? He didn't deserve it
 Predestined weapons for lessons that we learned
 HOT, bullets burned
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 Well, my name is Sugar Low, and this is my trade
 For years we been some players, what more can I say?
 Saturday night at my dance, throw on a few clothes, uhh
 Hit Atlanta live, and break a few rolls
 Get some drinks, and stroll the halls, hold the walls
 Just in case security can't control the brawls
 I still roll the ball, but I done got a little too old
 To get all sweaty dancin round wit y'alls
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'
 (What we doin is sittin around chillin)
 They don't dance no mo'
 They don't dance no mo'