Ballerina Girl Lyrics

(Verse)
Uh, uh, she dancing on the pole
But it's all resigning, though.
Graduated with honor, she made the honor go,
Now she working hard, cause Juliard is where she wanna go.
Trying to follow her dreams and I won't stop her,
Fast to the flow, then the motherfucker hour.
Got me going to recitals and there ain't no problem,
My baby having more swag than your baby mama.
At the end of night, everything go
And everybody know the only thing I need is you.
You said that where you go is just a type that you went ahead
But I never crossed the fine line, so I walk there straight.
You can be my queen and I can be your king
If you wanna live fancy, than I be jelly king.
Give me a real chance, I'll show you reality,
Let me multiply your life, you can count on me.

(Hook)
Ballerina girl, you spent your whole life on your tip toes,
But when it all afloats, will you be lonely,
Or will I be there for you?
Will you dance on me, do you really care?

(Verse)
Her mama knew her baby had made a talent,
She put her in classes with Debby Allen,
She move her body like she came on from the high lands,
Is this one thing that got me wilding.
Got this thing in the two-two, said she on the first to love, no rules crew,
Other hoes trash talk, mind full of blank up,
Let's never do what they do, cause they can't walk
In your slippers, seeing the other niggers
Heading on to the world and wouldn't even consider.
Walking in on a ballet, probably never been greeted by a valet.
She put up with me, love it when she fucking me,
She know that she be teasing me when she stretching in front of me.
She look good with the tights on, but even better on my right arm.

(Hook)
Ballerina girl, you spent your whole life on your tip toes,
But when it all afloats, will you be lonely,
Or will I be there for you?
Will you dance on me, do you really care?

(Bridge)
Put your hands up, hands up,
Put your motherfucking hands up, hands up,
Put your hands up, hands up,
Put your motherfucking hands up…

(Hook)
Ballerina girl, you spent your whole life on your tip toes,
But when it all afloats, will you be lonely,
Or will I be there, will you still care?
Ballerina girl, you spent your whole life on your tip toes,
But when it all afloats, will you be lonely,
Or will I be there for you?
Will you dance on me, do you really care?