Chuuwee - Dancing in My Sadness lyrics
[Chuuwee - Dancing in My Sadness lyrics]
Dancin' in my sadness and the
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop
Flashin' lights when I exit Broadway
Ready go set this could get the hard way
Backseat clear no extra cargo
Grab my ID and then pray we part ways
I don't wanna go to the police department
Let me calm down don't get me started
Beyoncé shit might get me body
With my hands on the wheel
He begins thе process you know how fast you
Were driving back thеre?
Not that fast, stop lights are back there
Listen, I don't wanna have to call for backup
Your very words turn this into nightmare
License and registration please
Is this your car and may I take the keys
I move slow, I know it ain't safe for me
He gon' shoot me instead of just tasin' me
I said sir
I'm reaching for wallet if that's okay
He looked at me weird he barked he said wait
I threw up my hands I said right okay
He pulls out the gun and aims it in my face
He said "how much weed you smoked on today"
He said "where you goin' to it's pretty late"
Just on my way home no Arden-Arcade
The car and insurance all are in my name
Dancin' in my sadness and the
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop
Do you have any warrants should I be afraid
Sir I just wanna' live to see another day
Both hands on the wheel until
I run the plates
You try anything I'll blow your ass away
Sir I was doing everything you say
There's no need to make the situation grave
I'm sorry excuse me what'd you just say
If that was a threat I'll put your ass away
That wasn't a threat at all I'm just sayin'
I just wanna' live to see another day
And what'd you stop me for you didn't say
I'm asking the questions here
This ain't a game
Well nobody's joking sir cause it's the law
And you haven't followed any protocols
Well backup is coming I already called
Unbuckle the belt and get out of the car
No thank you cause nothing that
I did was wrong
And I never gave you a probable cause
And you never read me my rights not at all
My hands on the wheel I leave it up to god
Ten more minutes two more involved
They jump out the whip with
All they guns drawn
Hold-on because nothin' that I did was wrong
And I never gave you a probable cause
They broke out the window and
Dragged out the car
By the back of my neck and
The length of my arm
Stomping me out like a fight at the bar
And these are the fuckers enforcing the law
They broken my ribs and fractured my jaw
It lasted ten minutes I blacked out at four
I woke up was still getting
Kicked on the floor
I still don't know what I was pulled over for
I'm hunched my cell with my back to the wall
They gave me two years
For resisting with force
I'm hunched my cell with my back to the wall
They gave me two years
For resisting with force
Dancin' in my sadness and the
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop
Flashin' lights when I exit Broadway
Ready go set this could get the hard way
Backseat clear no extra cargo
Grab my ID and then pray we part ways
I don't wanna go to the police department
Let me calm down don't get me started
Beyoncé shit might get me body
With my hands on the wheel
He begins thе process you know how fast you
Were driving back thеre?
Not that fast, stop lights are back there
Listen, I don't wanna have to call for backup
Your very words turn this into nightmare
License and registration please
Is this your car and may I take the keys
I move slow, I know it ain't safe for me
He gon' shoot me instead of just tasin' me
I said sir
I'm reaching for wallet if that's okay
He looked at me weird he barked he said wait
I threw up my hands I said right okay
He pulls out the gun and aims it in my face
He said "how much weed you smoked on today"
He said "where you goin' to it's pretty late"
Just on my way home no Arden-Arcade
The car and insurance all are in my name
Dancin' in my sadness and the
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop
Do you have any warrants should I be afraid
Sir I just wanna' live to see another day
Both hands on the wheel until
I run the plates
You try anything I'll blow your ass away
Sir I was doing everything you say
There's no need to make the situation grave
I'm sorry excuse me what'd you just say
If that was a threat I'll put your ass away
That wasn't a threat at all I'm just sayin'
I just wanna' live to see another day
And what'd you stop me for you didn't say
I'm asking the questions here
This ain't a game
Well nobody's joking sir cause it's the law
And you haven't followed any protocols
Well backup is coming I already called
Unbuckle the belt and get out of the car
No thank you cause nothing that
I did was wrong
And I never gave you a probable cause
And you never read me my rights not at all
My hands on the wheel I leave it up to god
Ten more minutes two more involved
They jump out the whip with
All they guns drawn
Hold-on because nothin' that I did was wrong
And I never gave you a probable cause
They broke out the window and
Dragged out the car
By the back of my neck and
The length of my arm
Stomping me out like a fight at the bar
And these are the fuckers enforcing the law
They broken my ribs and fractured my jaw
It lasted ten minutes I blacked out at four
I woke up was still getting
Kicked on the floor
I still don't know what I was pulled over for
I'm hunched my cell with my back to the wall
They gave me two years
For resisting with force
I'm hunched my cell with my back to the wall
They gave me two years
For resisting with force
Dancin' in my sadness and the
Sorrows through the WAP
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Just shoot a cop ring around the capital and
Let off eighteen shots
Pressure in my trigger finger I
Could kill a cop