The translation of Dance Now by JID is available at the bottom of the page right after the original lyrics
[JID]
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Aye, aye, aye, a-bum-bum-bum, aye
[JID]
JID back in the city with it
Jiddy done been all across the globe
They say “JID a scribbler, he silly with it”
“When he spittin’, I hope he don’t sell his soul”
“He should be good, man, he signed to Cole”
“He from the hood, nigga, down the road”
“He was just juggin’ right by the store”
Then they saw the patrol, it was time to roll
Saw the patrol, it was time to ride
Motor runnin’ on Memorial Drive
Got a country cousin cruisin’ with the blamer
In Savannah at the Florida-Georgia line
Got a couple family members in Atlanta
Not Atlanta, we let Omeretta decide
They just gon’ let that Beretta fly
It’s me and the bros, it’s no extra guys
And they movin’ weight, it’s no exercise
We could pick a date to come stretch you out
Only showin’ muscle when it’s flexin’ time
You could see the hustle, you could recognize
Overcame struggle when the Devil tried
Lemme bear it all when I’m tellin’ God
You know I’ma rant when I talk to Jah
[ JID]
Nigga said that I can’t, damn lie
Ain’t dappin’ no hand, sanitize
We gon’ slide on your man, landslide
There’s a nine in my pants, hand cocked
You gon’ try to recant, you can’t now
I could step on the ant, ant pile
I’ma shoot at the ground, dance now
[Kenny Mason]
Oh, what a beautiful gift (Yeah)
To live in the land of sin (Uh)
Ridin’ with bags and bricks (Uh)
And my lil’ nasty chick (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
That’s what I asked of Him (Uh)
Told me He’d grant my wish (Yeah)
You dance with the devil (Oh, oh)
You’ll never dance again (Oh, oh)
[JID & Kenny Mason]
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[JID]
I’m not a two-steppin’ man, I said, “I don’t dance”
It’s a gun inside my pants, and the whole world’s in his hands (Dance)
It depends, penny for your sins (For your sins)
Shootin’ up the block, can’t stop revenge (Oh)
Nappy dreadlocks like a rasta man (Rasta man)
Where the story ends and the plot begins
Uh, momma said, “The messiah’s in moccasins”
Tryna save the kids in them apartments
And show a way to live with other options
Opulence, decadence, black excellence and lots of it
I could cop the newest Bimmer, Bentley or Balenciaga’s
I could pay for this lil’ nigga’s scholarship
I ain’t caught up in rap nigga politics
Play with me and you playin’ yourself
Playin’ with death, say him a prayer
Cathy and Carl got a K on the shelf
I’m in DeKalb county, yo we carryin’ caterin’ chef
Cookin’ up another plate of the best
Me and Christo got it poppin’ like it’s Crisco
Fried chicken, I’m lickin’ her thighs
Then I put my face in her breasts
I took my drive, my plug on the West side
Of Atlanta, he known to finesse guys
With the hammer on Campbellton, headshots
On the camera, knock out a dreadlock
That’s a felony charge, he caught a F
Niggas come to the A and get X’d out (X)
But I only been here ’cause I’m tryna help
[ JID]
Nigga said that I can’t, damn lie
Ain’t dappin’ no hand, sanitize
We gon’ slide on your man, landslide
There’s a nine in my pants, hand cocked
You gon’ try to recant, you can’t now
I could step on the ant, ant pile
I’ma shoot at the ground, dance now
Dan, ooh, dan, pshh, dan
[Kenny Mason]
Oh, what a beautiful gift
To live in the land of sin (Uh)
Ridin’ with bags and bricks
And my lil’ nasty chick (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
That’s what I asked of Him
You dance with the devil (Oh, oh)
You’ll never dance again (Oh, oh)
[JID & Kenny Mason]
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[ Kenny Mason & Jesse Royal]
Life is a journey, you know? Not at destination
Lean not towards the egoistic intonations (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Positive vibrations bring real liberation (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
It’s the will of the heart, the strength of the mind
And the love of the creator that will help us rise out of these sadistic situations (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And experience the purity that exists in our creation, you know? (Oh oh oh oh)
Translation Dance Now – JID
[JID]
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum
Aye, aye, aye a-bum-bum-bum, aye
[JID]
JID back in town
Jiddy has been around the world
They say “JID is a doodler, he plays dumb”
“When he raps, I hope he doesn’t sell his soul”
“He should be good, man, he signed Cole”
“He’s from the hood, nigga, down the road”
“He was selling drugs right next to the store”
Then they saw the patrol, it was time to go
I saw the patrol, it was time to roll
The engine runs on Memorial Drive
I got a country cousin that rolls with a gun
In Savannah on the Florida-Georgia line
Got some family in Atlanta
Not Atlanta, we let Omeretta decide
They’ll just let that Beretta fly
‘Cause you sick, I spray pesticides
It’s me and my homies, nobody else
And they carry weights, it’s not a drill
We can choose a date to come and kill you
We show our muscles when we want to brag
You can see we work hard
We overcame it all
I would say everything to God
You know I say whatever’s on my mind when I talk to Jah
[JID]
That nigga said I can’t do it, that’s a lie
I don’t shake hands, disinfect
We are going to attack your man
There’s a nine millimeter in my pants
You gon’ try to retract, you can’t now
I could step on the ant, pile of ants
I’m gonna shoot the floor, dance now
Dan, ooh, dan, pshh, dan
[Kenny Mason]
Oh, what a beautiful gift (Yeah)
To live in the land of sin (Uh)
I roll with bags and bricks (Uh)
That’s what I asked her (Uh)
He told me he’d grant my wish (Yeah)
You’re dancing with the devil (Oh, oh)
You’ll never dance again (Oh, oh)
[JID & Kenny Mason]
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(I’m not one, I’m not one, uh)
[JID]
I’m not a dancer, I said “I don’t dance”
It’s a gun in my pants, and the whole world is in his hands (dance)
It depends, a coin for your sins (For your sins)
I’m blasting the block, you can’t stop the revenge (Oh)
Dreadlocks like a rasta (A rasta)
Where the story ends and the plot begins
Uh, mama said, “The messiah is in moccasins”
I try to save the children in their apartments
And show a new way of living
Opulence, decadence, black excellence in abundance
I could buy the newest Bimmer, Bentley or Balenciaga
I could pay for this little nigga’s education
I’m not interested in rap politics
You can’t play with me
He plays with death, pray for him
Cathy and Carl have a gun on the shelf
I’m in DeKalb county, we doing business
I prepare another dish
We have fun Christo and I like it’s Crisco
Fried chicken, I lick her thighs
Then I put my face on her breasts
I took the car, my dealer is on the west side
From Atlanta, he’s a hustler
With the hammer on Campbellton, headshots
On camera he dropped a dreadlock
It’s a crime, he’s going to jail
Niggas come to Atlanta and get killed (X)
The only one you can help now is yourself
[JID]
That nigga said I can’t do it, that’s a lie
I don’t shake hands, disinfect
We are going to attack your man
There’s a nine millimeter in my pants
You gon’ try to retract, you can’t now
I could step on the ant, pile of ants
I’m gonna shoot the floor, dance now
Dan, ooh, dan, pshh, dan
Oh, what a beautiful gift (Yeah)
To live in the land of sin (Uh)
I roll with bags and bricks (Uh)
And my little bitch (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
That’s what I asked her (Uh)
He told me he’d grant my wish (Yeah)
You’re dancing with the devil (Oh, oh)
You’ll never dance again (Oh, oh)
[JID & Kenny Mason]
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Dance now, dan, dan, pshh, dan (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Kenny Mason et Jesse Royal]
Life is a journey, you know? Not a destination
Don’t succumb to selfishness (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Positivity brings real liberation (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
It’s the will of the heart, the strength of the spirit
And the love of the creator that will help us out of these sadistic situations (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And feel the purity that exists in our creation, you know? (Oh oh oh oh)
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