Move

Lyrics

This next record
 If it don't move you
 You probably got no ass to shake anyway
 You fuckin colonizer
 (This is how you move, this how you move)
 (This is how you move)
 Rude boy with an attitude, I'm stuntin'
 N yeah ain't gotta move boy, heard a whoop whoop
 Now I'm runnin from the blue boys
 Now Vince caught an alley you
 I'm jumpin outta who
 Won't stick my neck out again for you boys
 Tighten up on the noose, nothin new nah nah
 This two door coupe i'm schemin' on
 All black all bold on the move boys
 Listen up
 One time for the nice hoe's profile
 Let the cam get my good side, both sides
 Hey no lie told nah nah nah
 No beef this side, this fois grasse
 Been bad since sixth grade mistakes
 Strong back, chest out boy sit straight
 Big facts leave a critic with stink face
 So you best look out like fresh gates
 You ain't stuntin' on the net, that's a big fake
 Found out he a fraud, thats click bait and huh big growth, big work yeah big rates
 And at this rate, im sayin
 Oh man we rule this, rolls, hoes, a lot of us groovin
 I ain't trynna, i ain't trynna hit her with excuses
 Hit me up when you need some of that soothing
 Hey we movin' isa whole, isa whole lot of us groovin'
 I ain't trynna, i ain't trynna hear no excuses
 Hit me up when you need some of that soothin'
 (Right now, put it on these hoes)
 (Right now, put it on these hoes)
 (Right now, put it on these hoes)
 (Right, right, put it on these hoes)
 (Right right, put it on these hoes)
 (Right right, put it on these hoes)
 (Right now, put it on these hoes)
 Swing like batter up
 Cake like batter up
 Head game mad as fuck, torso tatted up
 Fis bar dat like girlfriend mad at us
 Fis bar dat like she had enough
 (Oh man)
 Jeepers creepers, so to slow process season's greetings
 She's flu seasons
 Couldn't turn down if you need the speakers
 Packed so loud we're the keeper of secrets
 Put it on me till my knees is weakened
 Covered in paint like its easter weekend
 Please beleive me
 Please beleive me, geeze
 I have the custom fitted
 I know you love to get it
 Baby i must admit it, its time to muscle
 I got a trust to fill in, I never rush to get it
 I gotta hustle nigga, i gotta hustle
 Oh man, we movin'
 So, so, s'alot of us groovin'
 I ain't trynna, i ain't trynna hear no excuses
 Hit me up when you need some of that soothin'
 Hey, we movin'
 So, so, s'alot of us groovin'
 I ain't trynna, i ain't trynna hear no excuses
 Hit me up when you need some of that soothin'
 We try to make it ok (put it on me ugh right now)
 We try to make it romantic (right now)
 We try to make it okay (put it on me ugh right now)
 We try to make it romantic (right now)
 We try to make it okay (put it on me ugh right now)
 We try to make it romantic (right now)
 We try to make it ok (put it on me ugh right now)
 We try to make it romantic
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:16
Key
11
Tempo
104 BPM

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