Don't call me a freak
If you ain't gonna dance with me
F*ck off or dance
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or dance
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
I remember that night downtown
We were dancing in the club
Bottom floor where the fun is
Half a drink in, feeling loose
I'm a lightweight
But my wallet loves it
Tryna have some fun for a change
So I ride with friends
(We ain't going home yet)
All my worries melt away
I'm feeling myself
When a guy comes along and
He danced his way beside me
I f*cked up by locking eyes
He tried his best to invite
But I didn't want it that night
And then his hands were on my sides
I backed up, glaring eyes
You better make a choice
I said
F*ck off or dance
F*ck off or dance
I told that creep
F*ck off or dance
Oh no no no
F*ck off or dance
I told that bitch
F*ck off or dance
Don't give me eyes across the bar
Unless you're buying me a drink
And I don't mean just myself
I got my friends
What did you think?
But if you wanna be a creep
Then get your hands up
Cause this freak is gonna
Beat your ass
Back off bitch, you better
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or
F*ck off or dance
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or
(F. O. O. D)
F*ck off or dance
