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letra de move em - 777villain

[intro]
you tryna get down?
oh, for sure
we gon’ get down
oh, for sure
wicked
(oh yeah, ouhboy, this sh-t bangin’)
amm

[verse 1]
wait, b-tch, come on, make it make sense
you could tell i’m gettin’ money, take a look at my neck
big baller and vince carter, my arm in the neck
wanna run up on me, that’s gon’ be your final regret (fah, fah)
that’s gon’ be your final memory
on my mama, n-gga, you don’t wanna be my enemy
i been gettin’ money, hunnids on me like a centipede
come and get your honey, shawty talkin’ to me sеxually
godd-mn, wait
i just seen her slip a nib and that crop top
f-ck it, i’mma take her to thе crib, got them bus stops
yeah, b-tch, i’m gettin’ rich in the drop top
i ain’t even stoppin’ for the pigs, speed demon
push your b-tton down, gotta put no keys in it
show me how that neck work, b-tch, put your knees in it (knees)
all these n-ggas cap rappin’, they believe in it
black escalade at the track, put some p’s in it
[chorus]
move ’em, move ’em (move ’em)
had the opps behind me, we finna lose ’em (skrrt, skrrt)
ak-47 on me, i could leave you oozin’ (bow)
this choppa beat him up, pow, pow, leave a bruiser
just wipe a n-gga nose like i caught him doin’ cocaine
like you hit the gym once a month, you get no gains
see, i’m the type to kick him while he down, feed him more pain
they sleepin’ on me, watch how i’m gon’ blow up like some propane (boom, pow)

[verse 2]
knock, knock, knock, that’s the cops lil’ boys
i seen an opp, opp, opp, get the glock, huh
she just wanna talk, talk, talk, gimme talk
he be actin’ like he hot, hot, hot, but he not
look, i’mma finna push to a porsche, i got the torch on me, lead the way
we ballin’ on him like sports, no ena
loud pipes on the demon, speedin’ down pch
i’mma be gettin’ the bag, if you with me or you ain’t

[chorus]
move ’em, move ’em (move ’em)
had the opps behind me, we finna lose ’em (skrrt, skrrt)
ak-47 on me, i could leave you oozin’
this choppa beat him up, pow, pow, leave a bruiser
just wipe a n-gga nose like i caught him doin’ cocaine
like you hit the gym once a month, you get no gains
see, i’m the type to kick him while he down, feed him more pain
they sleepin’ on me, watch how i’m gon’ blow up like some propane (boom, pow)
[outro]
wicked
oh, for sure

- 777villain

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