Cha-Cha Slide
Cha-Cha Slide (Aye)
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha Slide)
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha)
Cha-Cha Slide (Aye)
Cha-Cha Slide
Cha-Cha Slide (Ouu)
Spin again, Spin again, Spin again, Spin again
Cha-Cha Slide (Slide)
You digg, I digg, then say that you digg it
We shoot everything but the church and where the kids at
Them [?], he turned himself to a menace
You F-B-I, boy you a fed yes, admit it
Pay me to test, never test if I didn’t
I bruise by the city, I ride wit’ that blicky I-
Run up on me, lil’ boy you gon’ regret it
Taught you a lesson it came wit’ the spin again
Know they head high, I pop, they can’t get rid of me
Out in LA, yeah she shopping like [?]
[?] riding wit’ two guns I invented that
They tryna’ see how I fit in my skinny pants
Cha-Cha slide, do my dance
Got nothing to prove to them
House arrest 5 months, so hot need a cooling fan
Jumped out the porsche at 13, got a ruger man
Turn to a opp that’s I used to be shooting at them
Cha-Cha Slide
Cha-Cha Slide (Aye)
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha Slide)
Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha)
Cha-Cha Slide (Aye)
Cha-Cha Slide
Cha-Cha Slide (Ouu)
Spin again, Spin again, Spin again, Spin again
Cha-Cha Slide (Slide)
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Yak Gotti Lyrics – Cha Cha Slide