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gRENE kELLY

by Victrell I Am

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Come here baby don't move Seeing you Groove knock me out my shoes Sit in the back but I count them blues Racking it up they depend on me like Bitch don't hit my telly I'm ready to go, how you not ready? Want to hit that lick like, Really? Talking shit he dance like Gene Kelly Come here baby don't move Seeing you Groove knock me out my shoes Sit in the back but I count them blues Racking it up they depend on me like Bitch don't hit my telly I'm ready to go, how you not ready? Want to hit that lick like, Really? Talking shit he dance like Gene Kelly Like my stance? Come and let me get in them pants Can't even lie I'm trying to see you dance trying to see you shake it Trying to see you break it, come here baby I can take it Don't stop, I'm just playing, leg cramp and I love persuasion Yeah get to the bread, can't listen to the voices in my head There's nothing there, niggs, You want that shit again I'm up in that bitch again, nigga I ain't switching it Flowing and I'm blicking it, yeah I'm On Top Yeah nigga you can't stop, huh Just like I said Billy Jane nigga, I'm up in that plain nigga Take it so high I can't stop see a thang, nigga Take it so high I can't stop you can't see a fuckin' thang Come here baby don't move Seeing you Groove knock me out my shoes Sit in the back but I count them blues Racking it up they depend on me like Bitch don't hit my telly I'm ready to go, how you not ready? Want to hit that lick like, Really? Talking shit he dance like Gene Kelly Green Kelly, dancing Let me see you jump Don't care if you can't fit in the trunk Bitch I'm trying to get in that rump Bitch I'm trying to get in that smooth criminal status now Got a hundred flavors now, I know these niggas hate us now My mama said, Sit, chill back and be patient now I can't, cuz I'm trying to be big I'm going to take it now Yeah nigga, you like Iron Man with no iron, fuckin' useless Put them in a tire, bitch you gone retire Never been a liar, like my daddy I just twist the truth Never know what I'm gone do, pop about the trees like, BOO Trying to learn the truths of the world, the truths of the trade Break a hunnid thousand in my pocket that's just off one day Come here baby don't move Seeing you Groove knock me out my shoes Sit in the back but I count them blues Racking it up they depend on me like Bitch don't hit my telly I'm ready to go, how you not ready? Want to hit that lick like, Really? Talking shit he dance like Gene Kelly Come here baby don't move Seeing you Groove knock me out my shoes Sit in the back but I count them blues Racking it up they depend on me like Bitch don't hit my telly I'm ready to go, how you not ready? Want to hit that lick like, Really? Talking shit he dance like Gene Kelly

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