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letra de moonwalking in calabasas (remix) - ddg

[verse 1: ddg]
ballin’ since i was jit
way before ultimate filmin’ the skits, i had a goal to get rich
momma was strugglin’ paying the rent
i couldn’t help her with sh-t
hate that i’m feelin’ so stuck in this b-tch (devo this sh-t hard)
car broke down, can’t fix that sh-t
i cried at night, i’ll admit that sh-t
o2, old, i’ll whip that b-tch
she left me ‘lone but i miss that b-tch
if she text right now, 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
i ain’t get none when i owned that sh-t
momma i told you we gon’ be okay
whippin’ that benz and she live in l.a
tryna thank god but don’t know what to say

[verse 2: blueface]
don’t call that lil ass place no estate
unless it came with a pool and a gate
check the rear before i pull in the gate
all my watches flooded just like a lake
lately i’ve been showing up extra late
rich n-gga take her on a cheap date
4 for 4 wendy’s get her a plate
love when these nuts all up in her face
she say “wow”, never met a n-gga with d-ck in her house
spit in her mouth, d-ck in and out with the choppa
in the couch for a rat or a mouse

[chorus: ddg]
mm, i feel like michael jackson
moonwalkin’ through the calabasas
louie 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
benjamin’s, we don’t f-ck with jackson’s

[verse 3: ddg]
bet when i dropped, 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 ass 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 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 slow
and she had told me your broke (that’s tuff)

[verse 4: blueface]
that’s tough, that’s tough
blueface and ddg, hoes at the bnb
watching a dvd, giving her dvd
2020 wagon, a-b-c-d-e-f-g
get too close, it go bee-bee-bee-bee-bee
road runner all he heard was me-me-me
yer, seven-fifty in the horse
hopped out the porsche and i crashed the porsche
hop out the bed and i smash the wh0re
knock-knock guess who’s at the door
oops, forgot i ordered that dior (bop)
came in straight from europe (bop)

[pre-chorus: ddg]
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: ddg]
benjamin’s, we don’t f-ck with jackson’s
i feel like michael jackson
moonwalkin’ through the calabasas

- ddg

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