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Text: Jason Derulo. Otras Canciones. Dancer.

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(feat. Rock City)

[Verse 1:]
I ain't never been in no nudie bar like this before
I brought my fake ID they let me straight thru the door
I bought a drink(drink) saw you in the back(back)
Never seen a body like dat
Well bless ya momma, reachin in my pocket real slow
I'm thinkin to myself baby whatcha gon' do

That's when you made it bobble(wobble)
And then you made it clap (clap)
I'll give you all my money I don't even want it back
It's yours

[Hook:]
So you can putcha self thru college
You can stack dem dollas
You can make that money
Go'on make that money
A Lawyer or a doctor
You can do hell
But tonight shawty I don't care

[Chorus:]
You can be anything in this world
But tonight ya gonna be my dancer [x2]
Throw this throw this money up you break it down down down [x4]

[Verse 2:]
I'm so tipsy had a couple drinks now
Baby I'm in love
Don't think I'm a eva leave this heaven
I can't get enough
You're my style(style)
And this is your show(show)
As long as I can sit da front row
OOH
Seen alotta people do tricks
I've Neva seen nobody who could do da matrix

Mmmmm
You made it bobble
And then you made it clap
I gave you all my money
I don't even want it back
It's yours

[Hook:]
So you can putcha self thru college
You can stack dem dollas
You can make that money
Go'on make that money
A Lawyer or a doctor
You can do hell
But tonight shawty I don't care

[Chorus:]
You can be anything in this world
But tonight ya gonna be my dancer [x2]
Throw this throw this money up you break it down down down [x4]

[Verse 3:]
Whatchu mean you hafta go
Tell me what I hafta do
To make yoooou staaaay
(To make you stay, make you stay)
Cause I got it, got it, got it girl
Just Tell me whatchu need and
I'll do it, do it, do it girl
Just ta keep you from leavin

Now get it, get it, get it girl
Get it, get it, get it [x4]

[Hook:]
So you can putcha self thru college
You can stack dem dollas
You can make that money
Go'on make that money
A Lawyer or a doctor
You can do hell
But tonight shawty I don't care

[Chorus:]
You can be anything in this world
But tonight ya gonna be my dancer [x2]
Throw this throw this money up you break it down down down [x4]