[Lyric] Dance School (Super Smack)

I’m the kinda guy who appreciate the girl in dance class
Doesn’t matter if she dance slow or dance fast
Wanna know the type woman of whom I wanna date?
I ask her for a number she'll say “5,6,7,8!”

But first they gotta stretch gotta warmup
Get loose they remove leg warmers
Isolate that muscle group and flex in repetition
The teacher plays a track so they’ll be stretchin to the rhythm

Now they’re gettin ready, they can feel it in thеir core
And they’re gеttin sweaty, headin cross the floor
Then they learn the combination every little step they takin
Ya they movin to the music cuz they pursuin

They hard workin women who gain through pain
They hard workin women they ain't playin game
It might sound insane but that's the dancer's brain
Live forever. Remember the name. Fame

[Chorus]
So, you goin to dance school?
That’s cool
That’s cool
So, you goin to dance school?
That’s cool
That’s cool
One ballerina, a beauty at the barre
Spirit of a warrior. Feet: Battle scars
Two jazz dancers, kick the sky, shasay, jete, fuete, keep the eye on the prize

Then a complicated cadence they push, cuz they are tappers
A trio of rhythmic hot hoof flappers
Then four modern dancers on hit the floor with force
Breaking form and decorum with grace. (halfway!)

Number five: the hip-hop, they got that groove
Lookin fly in high-tops, the boom kat crew. Count-
Six-step, top-rock, ya B-girl dance
Air-chair, freeze, hitcha B-girl stance

Then in the cypher seven, soft-steppin, loft-reppin, house heads
Loose legs, partner-up, hustle till you ya dead
Gorgeous. Runnin outta numbers talkin dancin women up
Eight ain’t enough to count the ways. Gotta give it up

[Chorus]
So, you goin to dance school?
That’s cool
That’s cool
So, you goin to dance school?
That’s cool
That’s cool