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letra de moonwalking in calabasas (carnage remix) - ddg & carnage

[verse 1]
ballin’ since i was a jit
way before oakland and filmin’ the skits, i had a goal to get rich
mama was strugglin’ paying the rent
i couldn’t help her with sh-t
hate that i’m feelin’ so stuck in this b-tch
car broke down, can’t fix that sh-t
i cried that night, i admit that sh-t
’02 old, i’ll whip that b-tch
she left me ‘lone but i miss that b-tch
if she text right now, then i’ll hit that b-tch
old friends like “how you get that lit?”
same old me but they think i switched
f-ck old friends, i don’t know that b-tch
racks too big, can’t fold that sh-t
hand get numb when i hold that sh-t
mama, i told you we gon’ be okay
whippin’ that benz and she live in la
tryna thank god but don’t know what to say
lot of square footage where ddg stay
bought it in august i’m movin’ in may
hop out the foreigns and black is my race
no, it’s not rentеd, it’s facts in the bank
[pre-chorus]
four hunnid on beanies, еasy
she want d-ck, she needy, freaky
i like wraiths, no lamborghini
she off x, she sleepy, sleepy
yeah, make me a wish no genie, genie
vanish on n-ggas just like houdini

[chorus]
mm, i feel like michael jackson
moonwalkin’ through the calabasas
louis bag, gotta hold the ratchet
just in case a n-gga want some action
mm, got some millions but it’s just a fraction
spendin’ money for my satisfaction
benjamins, we don’t f-ck with jacksons

[verse 2]
bet when i drop, they don’t post that sh-t (yeah, yeah, yeah)
all good though, i’ma note that sh-t
when i blow you’ll owe me b-tch
humble ass n-gga but i know i’m rich (yeah, rich as f-ck)
f-ck that sh-t i know i’m lit
if we beef i f-ck your b-tch
all of the n-ggas i beef on the internet
i hit up all of they b-tches and get ’em wet
call her a uber, i hit ’em and send ’em back
do it in silence cause players’ ain’t in to that
no, oh, i hit his b-tch on the low, oh
she said your d-ck game was so-so
then she had told me you bro-oke, that’s tuff
i got a bl!cky it sit on my hippy cause l.a. is tricky
they tryna come get me
bought some balencis they don’t even fit me
they 950, but f-ck it no biggie
i’m with a biddie she tryna get busy
she kiss on my neck but i told her no hickey
tryna get with me, i told her she silly
she just for the night cause my b-tch is too pretty
[pre-chorus]
spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
she want d-ck, she needy, freaky
i like wraiths, no lamborghini
she off x, she sleepy, sleepy
yeah, make me a wish no genie, genie
vanish on n-ggas just like houdini

[outro]
benjamins, we don’t f-ck with jacksons
i feel like michael jackson
moonwalkin’ through the calabasas

- ddg carnage

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