Dance on
Prince Lyrics
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Got a glock in my hand huh
She say prince you can fuck I'm a Fan
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
Free all the guys stuck in the can
She know I can't dance wit the Chop in my pants
Got a glock in my hand huh
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
Free all the guys stuck in the can
White and black like stuck in
The 90's
Reynolds wrap like come and Find me
Foreign cars I do the dash
Step on the gas they won't even Find me
Patek Felipe she notice the time Piece
Money on go we stack it at high Speeds
I could never be a side piece now I got Them begging for a ride Please
Huh cop the glock for the oppas
Huh everywhere I go I keep a Choppa
Yeah huh huh (Huh)
They could never stop us I'm Making them nauseous
Huh
Huh cop the glock for the oppas
Huh everywhere I go I keep a Choppa
Yeah huh
She know I can't dance wit the Chop in my pants
Got a glock in my hand huh
She say prince you can fuck I'm a Fan
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
Free all the guys stuck in the can
She know I can't dance wit the Chop in my pants
Got a glock in my hand huh
She say prince you can fuck I'm a Fan
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
Free all the guys stuck in the can
The lyrics to Prince's song "Dance on" are provocative and contain explicit language. The verses are sung in a rap style, and the song has a heavy beat that reflects the intense and fast-paced nature of the lyrics. The first two lines of the song paint a vivid picture of the singer's situation, suggesting that he cannot dance because he has a gun in his pants. The singer then goes on to describe a sexual encounter with a fan who wants him to "beat the kitty up like a band." He acknowledges his own fame and power, declaring that he can choose not to engage in sexual activities if he wishes to do so.
The second verse of the song contains references to wealth and luxury, with the singer boasting about his Patek Philippe watch and foreign cars. He declares his own value and power, claiming that he could "never be a side piece" and that people are "begging for a ride please." The song concludes with a repetition of the first few lines, reinforcing the themes of guns, sex, and power.
Overall, "Dance on" is a provocative and intense song that explores themes of power and sexuality. The lyrics reflect the hyper-masculine culture of rap music, and the song presents a picture of a man who is in control of his own destiny.
Line by Line Meaning
She know I can't dance wit the Chop in my pants
She knows I can't dance while carrying my gun (Chop) in my pants
Got a glock in my hand huh
I'm holding a Glock handgun in my hand
She say prince you can fuck I'm a Fan
She tells me I can have sex with her because she's my fan
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
She wants me to have sex with her aggressively like a band playing loudly
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
But I'm that man who doesn't have to have sex because I'm in control
Free all the guys stuck in the can
I want to liberate all the men who are incarcerated
White and black like stuck in
People of different races are experiencing the same struggle
The 90's
Referencing a time in the past
Reynolds wrap like come and Find me
I'm hidden like food wrapped in Reynolds wrap, challenging people to find me
Foreign cars I do the dash
I'm driving foreign cars really fast
Step on the gas they won't even Find me
I drive so fast that no one can catch me
Patek Felipe she notice the time Piece
Someone notices my expensive Patek Philippe watch
Money on go we stack it at high Speeds
We're rapidly accumulating money
I could never be a side piece now I got Them begging for a ride Please
I'm not interested in being anyone's second choice and now people are begging to be with me
Huh cop the glock for the oppas
I have a Glock handgun to protect myself from my enemies
Huh everywhere I go I keep a Choppa
I keep a gun (Choppa) on me no matter where I go
They could never stop us I'm Making them nauseous
They can't stop us and it's making them sick (nauseous)
She know I can't dance wit the Chop in my pants
She knows I can't dance while carrying my gun (Chop) in my pants
Got a glock in my hand huh
I'm holding a Glock handgun in my hand
She say prince you can fuck I'm a Fan
She tells me I can have sex with her because she's my fan
She want me beat the kitty up Like a band
She wants me to have sex with her aggressively like a band playing loudly
But I'm that nigga I don't fuck Cause I can
But I'm that man who doesn't have to have sex because I'm in control
Free all the guys stuck in the can
I want to liberate all the men who are incarcerated
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Leyon Overton
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@gorgeouslady5612
"Dance On"
Oh, pick it up!
There's a bass guitar in this
Grenade Launcher roars in a television sky
Tell me how many young brothers must die
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Little Talk Johnny blew the big score
The gang nailed his feet 2 a wooden floor
Nuclear Ban never stays in tune
They all know the words but the music is doomed
Everybody
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Pick it up
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
A bass guitar in spider webs, longing 4 the funk
Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk
(get off me, punk, U ain't sexy)
Stealin' ladies purses then settin' them a'flame
M&M killers playin' Mickey Mouse games
Lord have mercy
Dance on, dance on (Dance on)
Dance on, dance on (Dance on)
It's time 4 new education
The former rules don't apply
We need a power structure that breeds production
Instead of jacks who vandalize
Detroit - what's happenin'?
What color is your money today? [this is sung in a round]
Get your money straight
Everybody dance on.
@gorgeouslady5612
"Dance On"
Oh, pick it up!
There's a bass guitar in this
Grenade Launcher roars in a television sky
Tell me how many young brothers must die
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Little Talk Johnny blew the big score
The gang nailed his feet 2 a wooden floor
Nuclear Ban never stays in tune
They all know the words but the music is doomed
Everybody
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Pick it up
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
A bass guitar in spider webs, longing 4 the funk
Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk
(get off me, punk, U ain't sexy)
Stealin' ladies purses then settin' them a'flame
M&M killers playin' Mickey Mouse games
Lord have mercy
Dance on, dance on (Dance on)
Dance on, dance on (Dance on)
It's time 4 new education
The former rules don't apply
We need a power structure that breeds production
Instead of jacks who vandalize
Detroit - what's happenin'?
What color is your money today? [this is sung in a round]
Get your money straight
Everybody dance on.
@cilla7778
Being playing this all weekend, added to my lockdown play list.
Thanks for the lyrics, stay safe and stay funky. 💜💜😎😎
@ABN6565
Hollers
Lord Had Merci....👍👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
Love that insert..
This song still sounds like the first thing I heard it. Still gives me the chillzzz.
Thank You Prince for leaving us a museum of music and we can just visit you anytime. 🎵🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶
@zzspq
back in them magical day of the walkman the lovesexy album was rolling 24/7: 1988 was the year of dance on: total magic!
@juiceitup7915
those drums got me. i thought i was the only one here in 2020
@cilla7778
Nah sis u not alone... Since the 21st of April I been playing this 💜💜
@victooooooooor
No way! Dance on!
@leeroger1471
there some japanese guys who covered this song youtube if u can find it the guy is playing the drums great to me
@maasma66
En la época de la canción ya rompía moldes.
Que genio.
@Majestik-dp4cb
Highly underrated track! 💯