Elle Varner Dont Wanna Dance Gino Valentino Remix Lyrics
Dont Wanna Dance (Gino Valentino Remix) by Elle Varner
If it ain't my heart getting stepped on, it's my feet
Ice cold as the champagne Chardonnay keeps spilling on me
DJ playing all these love songs like I really need that
And I'm about to get so messed up like I really need that
Someone remind me,
Is this a party? Oh, why?
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
Uh, uh, uh
Get to fucking on the dresser just to make that pussy wetter
Gotta put you in that vintage then you rocking Perry Ellis
Then I leave with you, only cause I believe in you.;
We get to banging on the walls just to piss the neighbors off
You and them twelve foot ceilings and I just painted the halls,
So I can breathe with you, so I can breathe with you
I want to live my dream with you!
You say that money don't matter, it's the times and the memories
And now that ass getting fatter and I know it's because of me!
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
You the number one trophy wife,
So it's only right to live the trophy life.
You grew up on J. Lo, Timberlands
Buy Manolos now.
Till one day I put an angel in your ultra sound
I wanna dip that ass in gold,
I wanna dip that ass in gold!
I made it over NBA, NFL players
So every time I score it's like the Super Bowl.
Baby, we should hit the south of France,
So you could run around without them pants.
I put that glacier on your little hand,
Now that's the only thing without a tan!
My trophy on that Bound bike, I gave you only pipe
If people don't hate then it won't be right
You could look at Kylie, Kendall, Courtney and Chloe
All your momma ever made was trophies, right?
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
Should of stayed my ass at home!
I know I should of stayed my ass at home!
(I don't really wanna dance!)
[Outro:]
But my girls kept calling me
Like, 'Elle you gotta get your ass outta the house for a minute!'
No I really wasn't with it
I came to this shit anyway, what can I say?
La, la, la, la!
Ice cold as the champagne Chardonnay keeps spilling on me
DJ playing all these love songs like I really need that
And I'm about to get so messed up like I really need that
Someone remind me,
Is this a party? Oh, why?
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
Uh, uh, uh
Get to fucking on the dresser just to make that pussy wetter
Gotta put you in that vintage then you rocking Perry Ellis
Then I leave with you, only cause I believe in you.;
We get to banging on the walls just to piss the neighbors off
You and them twelve foot ceilings and I just painted the halls,
So I can breathe with you, so I can breathe with you
I want to live my dream with you!
You say that money don't matter, it's the times and the memories
And now that ass getting fatter and I know it's because of me!
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
You the number one trophy wife,
So it's only right to live the trophy life.
You grew up on J. Lo, Timberlands
Buy Manolos now.
Till one day I put an angel in your ultra sound
I wanna dip that ass in gold,
I wanna dip that ass in gold!
I made it over NBA, NFL players
So every time I score it's like the Super Bowl.
Baby, we should hit the south of France,
So you could run around without them pants.
I put that glacier on your little hand,
Now that's the only thing without a tan!
My trophy on that Bound bike, I gave you only pipe
If people don't hate then it won't be right
You could look at Kylie, Kendall, Courtney and Chloe
All your momma ever made was trophies, right?
Chorus:
Cause I've been here too much too long
I don't really wanna dance,
And I hate most of these songs!
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance,
Should of stayed my ass at home!
Should of stayed my ass at home!
I know I should of stayed my ass at home!
(I don't really wanna dance!)
[Outro:]
But my girls kept calling me
Like, 'Elle you gotta get your ass outta the house for a minute!'
No I really wasn't with it
I came to this shit anyway, what can I say?
La, la, la, la!