M.A.A.T. (LIL’ DANCER)

By nigel naïve

On act i: voicemails

Released on September 9, 2022

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[Intro]

Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go

Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go


[Verse 1]

Black card, amex, shit too hard, forgiveness

She a bad bitch, but I don’t get what her deal is

I keep it the realest, all my bills paid

A girl like her always gets her way, yeah

She’s a lil’ L Boogie, but her kiss violent

She dumped her last nigga, said “Time is up”

She ain’t listen to a word I say

A girl like her always gets her way


[Pre-Chorus]

She so rude, spends my money like it’s hers

She like the Prada, Donna Karen, don’t matter the worth

And everytime we fight she let me feel that girth

She take my credit card, checkbook, whatever come first

You make money seem like leaves in the sky

She a lil' devil, I can see it in her eyes

Play me like a violin, drain me like a pipe

She do that lil' dance, get her way e'ry time

(There’s literally no point in fighting—)


[Chorus]

Money ain’t a thing to her, nah (She’s my lil’ dancer)

Money ain’t a thing to her, nah (Fuck Dasher and Prancer)


[Verse 2]

She spends that shit like she worked for it

A spoiled Queen Bey, and she knows it

It’s kinda hard to argue, just sayin’

A girl like her always gets her way

She’s high maintenance, she’s high fashion

Never wearing Ross’ shirts, never caught lackin’

As she swipes my card, she’ll say:

A girl like me always gets her way


[Pre-Chorus]

She so rude, spends my money like it’s hers

She like the Prada, Donna Karen, don’t matter the worth

And everytime we fight she let me feel that girth

She take my credit card, checkbook, whatever come first

You make money seem like leaves in the sky

She a lil' devil, I can see it in her eyes

Play me like a violin, drain me like a pipe

She do that lil' dance, get her way e'ry time

(There’s literally no point in fighting—)


[Chorus]

Money ain’t a thing to her, nah (She’s my lil’ dancer)

Money ain’t a thing to her, nah (Fuck Dasher and Prancer)


[Outro]

She so rude, spends my money like it’s hers (Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go)

She like the Prada, Donna Karen, don’t matter the worth (Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go)

And everytime we fight she let me feel that girth (Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go)

She take my credit card, checkbook, whatever come first (Go lil’ dancer, go lil’ dancer, go, go)

You make money seem like leaves in the sky (Sky)

She a lil' devil, I can see it in her eyes (In her eyes, nah)

Play me like a violin, drain me like a pipe (That’s what she said, no, literally)

She do that lil' dance, get her way e'ry time

(There’s literally no point in fighting—)