I Don't Dance

Scratching: [I can make you dance...][I Don't think so]

[I can make you dance...][On the dance floor baby..]

I don't dance because that just ain't my style.

Portray the prep and act so buck wild.

And when the Eiht bails to these local clubs

my first inspiration is to just get buzzed.

Dress code inforced, just like I said I ain't frightened.

The homie dressed up is a brand new shirt and dickies.

So I spot a female up to par, jump out my car

and head straight for the bar.

As I proceed I got a shove in the back.

Turned around and said "black, you hopping like your on crack"

But he was hopping, and spinning so fast, brother put me in a trance.

mm-mm, I don't dance.

Scratching: (...and I will never dance...) X2

The place is packed. Just like ring around the collar.

Bail up to the door and don't have to pay a dollar.

"Compton's in the house" as everybody screams

as I dust off the sweatshirt and Levi's Jeans.

can't peep out the scene its a damn disgrace.

Everytime I try a brother slides in my face.

And I ain't with breaking my back

Trying to impress a girl who ain't giving up jack.

And I never see you leave with a girl.

All that sweating dried out your curl.

Too much ants in your pants.

I ain't hype, that's why I don't dance.

Scratching: [I can make you dance...][I Don't think so]

[I can make you dance...][On the dance floor baby..]

[I don't think so...][I leave that to the brothers with the funny hair]

Now its 3'oclock, am, boy and I was gone.

Grooving to the round the way girls song. It was on.

Downed the last of the Cogniac.

Eiht was ready to attack.

Grabbed the girl I was peeping.

She was 5000 baby, I said "baby, ain't no sleeping."

Get my gangsta slide to the middle.

That pumped her up I seen her earings jiggle.

Right then the crowd got crazy.

But the DJ got kinda lazy.

Through on the "Ice Ice Baby"

It just didn't fade me, that's why I don't dance.