Teach Me - Joey Bada$$, Kiesza

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance

Won’t you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance

Okay now

Life’s like, life’s like

Just like a tango, tango

You gotta move that, move that

Don’t break an ankle, ankle

Tell me if you see me, see me

From your angle, angle

I’ll be your genie, genie

You be my angel, angel

Okay, how low can you go?

That half a million records sold

Soon as all the cash hit the floor

Cash is out and I’m bout to blow

Rock your body, go back and forth

It’s a personal party, you’re at the fold

Hundred girls in the lobby after the show that I bodied

And after the show they prolly wanna perform for me

Put on a show for the Papi that I prolly want to see

So tell me what its gonna be she said

«This hunny ain’t free

It’s the best kind that’s around

So you have to pay the fee»

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance?

(Teach me how to dance)

Let me show you how to groove, babe

How to move without a suitcase

Take a trip without a shoelace

I can lead you if you want

Let me help you move

Baby slide it

Give you a little bit of guidance

Enjoy the ride I’ll be your pilot

You gotta glide it

Close your eyes, come fly

I’ll show you how to vibe

Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance

I’mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance

Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance

I’mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance

Oooooh, oooooohhhhhh, oooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhh

Okay now

Life’s like, life’s like

Just like a salsa, salsa

You taste the spice right, spice right?

We need some water, water

Lately been caught up, caught up

These steps need order, order

Bring it in closer, closer

Let’s combine auras, auras

Okay, right foot, left foot, let’s go

Take my hand, take me 11 feet below

Bring it on there

What you got in store?

Rise up, look back at it

One jab at it

And I swear it’s so rough, it’s a bad habit

How I made the pussy dance?

How that happen?

We could call that magic

Say poof and our boots is tappin'

The sweetest taboo you practice

The sweetest juice that I have sip

I was raised by the Sycamore tree

I was told not to bite every apple I see

But somehow that’s hard for me

Shorty make it clap, make it hard for me

Come grab the mic, spit a bar for me

Show me what you know, tell it all to me

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance, how to dance?

Won’t you teach me how to dance?

(Teach me how to dance)

Let me show you how to groove, babe

How to move without a suitcase

Take a trip without a shoelace

I can lead you if you want

Let me help you move

Baby slide it

Give you a little bit of guidance

Enjoy the ride I’ll be your pilot

You gotta glide it

Close your eyes, come fly

I’ll show you how to vibe

Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance

I’mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance

Let me teach you how to dance, how to dance

I’mma teach you how to dance, how to dance, how to dance

Oooooh, oooooohhhhhh, oooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhh

Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants

And my body through a trance and fuck we just like a sin

Teach me how to dance and groove me out my pants

And my body through a trance and fuck we just like a sin