Ballerina Lyrics - Belly

She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) 

You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) 

See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) 

That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) 

Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance 

Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) 

Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance 

Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance 

(Drop it, drop it, drop it) 

Oh I'm takin' heavy, bring that big scare 

I'd say don't ride my wave but that ship sailed (riding) 

Now my dogs still riding with that fish scale 

Growing fishtails like you really miss jail 

Got that sauce, got that marinara (sauce) 

Talking hoes, I've had my fair share of (hoes) 

She pulled up on me in that Panamera (yo) 

Thick white bitch look like Aguilera 

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She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) 

You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) 

See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) 

That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) 

Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance 

Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) 

Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance 

Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance 

(Drop it, drop it, drop it) 

Oh you playing but I got the cheat code 

Shallow bitches always got the deep quotes 

The block is hot but the streets cold 

Shoes designer but she got a cheap soul, oh 

I drop the top on that Maranello 

Big suitcases like we play the cello 

Sleeping on me, get a bigger pillow 

Live fast, die young just like Barrichello 

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She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) 

You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) 

See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) 

That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) 

Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance 

Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) 

Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance 

Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance 

(Drop it, drop it, drop it) 

Dance, dance, dance (Do it) 

Dance, dance, dance (Yeah) 

She just want the Rosé, she don't want your roses 

Watch the pole split the water like it's Moses 

She just wanna pull up in the Benz and sit in Rollses' 

She don't never pay attention to the vultures 

She mix the red and white wine like the Catalina (She do it) 

You call her a stripper, that's my ballerina (Oh God) 

See that's your stage but it's my arena (She mine) 

That's not a stripper, that's my ballerina (Hold up) 

Let me see you dance for me, dance, dance, dance 

Do a handstand for me, dance, dance, dance (She do it) 

Baby can you pop it for me? Dance, dance, dance 

Let me see you drop it for me, dance, dance, dance 

(Drop it, drop it, drop it)