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letra de big moves - diizzy

[hook: diizzy]
we making some big moves, we holding some big tools
in the club get the stick through, better know what you in to
my diamonds all dance it’s made of pure water it came from white carat, yeah
i’m getting this money, i’m here tryna blow it don’t mind if your b-tch get to staring
i’m liking the sh-t that she wearing, fashion nova got her feeding my fetish
i’m thinking of cutting right back to the hotel but she want it now so i’m thinking forget it
i’m liking the sh-t that she wearing, fashion nova got her feeding my fetish
i’m thinking of cutting right back to the hotel but she want it now so i’m thinking forget it

[verse 1: diizzy]
big moves, big moves, we stay in the zone posted up on that one way
big grains, big tools, i’m here with jneat now we looking for gunplay
we know that we gone make it some day, in the trap posted up tryna make plays
if a n-gg- want smoke get your head grazed, lucky they know we spinning back your way
i’m finessing the trap sh-t is easy, giving two but they asking for three
hit the strip and i’m serving a fiend, then i leave not a trace on the scene
know i’m grinding, i rep for my team, in the zone like i’m playing some d
whipping up turning two into three, clear your block we’re not sparing a thing

[hook]
we making some big moves, we holding some big tools
in the club get the stick through, better know what you in to
my diamonds all dance it’s made of pure water it came from white carat, yeah
i’m getting this money, i’m here tryna blow it don’t mind if your b-tch get to staring
i’m liking the sh-t that she wearing, fashion nova got her feeding my fetish
i’m thinking of cutting right back to the hotel but she want it now so i’m thinking forget it
i’m liking the sh-t that she wearing, fashion nova got her feeding my fetish
i’m thinking of cutting right back to the hotel but she want it now so i’m thinking forget it

[verse 2: jneat]
aye, aye
let’s go get a bag, got gucci and fendi for swag
.40 all in my pants, she gone choose ‘cause the youngin’ the man
get him gone i’m the man, my shooters they drumming like bands
i learn to stack up my bands, no one help when you down on your -ss
she hit the pole for that cash, double up now i invest in the trap
if that’s your shooter, then ask your shooter why he ran
these ones don’t jam, glizzy pick him up like a cab
4 doors when we press, headshot or we aim for the neck

[verse 3: lil d]
in a neat foreign be there in a second, i don’t got no time ‘cause i need me a cheque in
the b-tch outta line she get left in a second, said i’m on my grind give a f-ck about her (?)
i’m stacking my paper like i’m playing tetris, then back to the road ‘cause i gotta go get it
catch you (?) gotta stay with a weapon, get left on the floor if you thinking of stepping
i’m young and i’m restless and i had to get it, in love with the paper, stuck on a mission
maneuver the streets and we making a k!lling, i make it look easy the way i been winning
back to the mall, you know i’m dripping, don’t care ‘bout the cost ‘cause you know i’m spending
leaving the club she coming with me and we got the pipe so he ain’t gonna fend it

- diizzy

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