Lyrics:
The way that you move
The things that you do
The way that you move
The things that you do
I can’t describe your effect on me
Just how you get to me
fuck Sheek Louch? Well, fuck you too
Your father, your mother, the hole you came through
Niggas don't learn 'til they're kerosene-d out
Lighter
she calls you daddy
Tripple X pornstar in the bed
A man-maker
Busting moves like she just had a bad breakup
She put me on my way to manhood
Pull her by
in day out we fight
'bout all these petty things
That keep you up at night
You put me on the line
By trying to tie me down
How could I act so
Good job, Good D, over five foot 10
No wife, no kids, so it’s no loose ends
Good head two times so you’ll please me ten
Respects my space if I let em in
a miracle
And I'm lucky to be alive
So by some divine intervention
I survived
Would you remember me
As I am lowered down below
Would you mourn me
Or just
the ?nego?
Give me Sicko kilos from Puerto Rico
When I okay it,
So much cheese, you got to weigh it
Never thought these niggaz was the feds
"Freeze"
flagging me down
Get attention when I drive by cause I'm so fly
Shorty the pimp represent the West Side of Chi
Know the haters watching
I
it was lemon tango
Bae telling me why you always in the bando
I said bby I'm tryna see some bankrolls
I'm jus smart in trap like pablo
If me n reekz
behind, let me remind you to wait till I make my move
Wale from the Maybach group
Heard about me, what they say about you?
Heard about me, what they say
Ready up again
Tek yuh likkle time
Way you a move me will pay fi a wine
Cya fuck free baby that a crime
She a fuck a bagga man and she nah get a dime
I never went to work for it
See a nine to five was so jive turkey
But when Thanksgiving came that check didn't hurt me
You plead the fifth
I read
in the work when I pass
So my youth, careful how you talk
Careful how you walk
Careful how you move
Cause the streets everyday no be easy like that
rings, you say I'm bad at timin' things
So what's a man to do
When all I hand to you is handed back to me?
You act to be this gangsta bitch
That ain't
crack a smile wit me
Take them trips up outta town wit me
Never question by niggas
Just me and my nigga
That's why ima treat you like you so so special
without you
And I know she was wrong
So I gotta move on
Clinging on like leech
Baby think about
How you were loving me in the morning
But you were Geein me
Whats that you once said to me?
Life passes by on the passenger side
Well, all right!
Life passes by on the passenger side
Life passes by
saying ain't wrong. I'm just infatuated by what you got on
So come here and hit this dong, carry on and let me see what color is your thong
At least have
I've been round enough to know I Can't be on the same thing
Diversify your moves thats the Shit that drive you insane
They can't keep me from balling
I’m just consumed by
My constant delay
So give in to my song
Well I’m already ready
To take it really slow
I'm wondering if you’ll let me
Crawl back in
breath you take, every move you make, that's what you say while you're watching me
Throughout the day and even when I sleep
When my flesh makes me weak
Well let me drop a lesson in the bars of the rhyme
Celebrate the weak before you run out of time
Accept there's no way we'd all be the same
When there's
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
we move and we roam like them Italian mobsters
We practice the code of silence, omérta
So ain't no talkin', we lurkin'
Find the strip where you
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