Boogie to Flex

[Chorus: Blu] Boogie to flex You at the party and somebody try to test Just two-step, throw the set up to the next This how a simple dance turns into a threat You gotta Uh, yeah, let's go hit this party up, man This mob thang, yo [Verse 1: Definite] Two-steppin', you rappers must got the memo Lay this green light on you niggas auditionin' your demo tape While I'm in the venue, I'm mackin' on this Peruvian A groupie nigga all in my face and reppin' what crew he in Yeah, I came with Blu, but I won't give you no record deal I know all of the homies I came with got they weapons still Recitin' the lyrics from your latest release But I ain't came for all of that, come catch this fade in the streets Later I peeped 'em with his homies plottin' some shit I'm off a fifth, non-hesitant, they motionin' took precedence I was just a second too late, they made an exit quick This mob shit, they don't know who the fuck they be messin' wit' Round up all the homies, they signin' they own death wish Pistol clap straight to the chest, how they connect wit' Shit, it ain't a thang to figure out where they rest at Since you wanted war, you better bring out your best straps So bet that [Chorus: Blu] Boogie to flex You at the party and somebody try to test Just two-step, throw the set up to the next This how a simple dance turns into a threat You gotta [Verse 2: Ca$hus King] You gotta two-step in with my weapon in the waist Drink laced with the "ooh" and his laces all blue I ain't bang, I just came wit' 'em, that's my dude Got off a little drank and started actin' hella rude Hella fools in the party from the other side He knew a few of 'em so he actin' like they crew He on some derelict duties, the barrel is an uzi Pharaoh, pharaoh, bad and bougie, Lil Boosie with the gang ties Duckin' 'fore they shoot me, dedicated in they trueness With the activities, nukkas on some "Gimme these" And "Take that", he came to mack a dame Tryna get some snatch 'til the jacker snatched his chain React with the get back, the click-clack'll fix that And this is when the gray clouds return to acid rain They called 'em "Boogie to Flex" A simple step'll turn a rapper to a teflon vest Gettin' shot up, yeah [Chorus: Blu] Boogie to flex You at the party and somebody try to test Just two-step, throw the set up to the next This how a simple dance turns into a threat You gotta Check [Verse 3: M.E.D.] One-two steppin' with the weapon on (Mm) She thought she got me hard from the nine-inch raw Tossed out the bottle, block party wearin' camouflage Flex, any disrespect, get it poppin' on the set (Poppin' on the set) Mob little homies, can't control 'em all (Haha), reason uninvited We arrivin', even flyers got us blacklisted, ain't our fault If they set trippin', little two-eleven lettin' off (Lettin' off) Then we'll split 'em like gymnasts as predicted (Mm) Only evidence, those limpin' off (Limpin' off) Even witness got hit at his doorstep, bein' nosy (Bein' nosy) We met up after, laughin', tellin' war stories (Hahaha) Few shorties, ten forties, DPG LP Theme music house parties in the nineties Rag hangin', spellin' out your hood dancin' (Y'all don't know) Increase the chances the your party endin frantic (Endin' frantic) [Chorus: Blu] Boogie to flex You at the party and somebody try to test Just two-step, throw the set up to the next This how a simple dance turns into a threat You gotta