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letra de what's the move? - mike xaoc

intro:

[radio announcer]
welcome back to 106.5 pvm radio, f-ck yeah, f-ck yeah
listen it’s 5 o’clock, you’re coming off that work flow but we got exactly what you need!
got a new artist here by the name of stupidtown, whatever the f-ck that mean…
wait what? what do you mean he’s not coming? but we got the beat cued up and everything! well someone’s gotta take over!
mike go! go!!

verse 1:
im on it! making her shake like a plate tectonic
shut up and dance yeah, my flows euphonic
usually a spaz, but i’m off that chronic
(chronic, chronic, chronic)
you want it, blowing your rings like the things from sonic
thinking one head when i went out and bought it
taking my hits cuz it taste like honey
we in the city, it’s always sunny
why does everything look so funny
why does everything sound so fuzzy
why is everyone dressed so bummy
like this a party right? (yeah)
what you know about that party life? (uh)
said you ain’t even the party type. (naw)
well that’s good this hardly a party, it’s hardly night
imma invite all of my friends, and make a motherf-cking gnarley night
with marley ripe, and liquor pouring
buzzin h-rnets, foreign girls are getting hype
shoutout cyprus, i hope you like this
i slaved all day to make this the tightest
captain sparrow, life’s a movie
chasing booty, call me a pirate
lemme get behind it

hook:
fill yo cup yo its empty
no one cares that your twenty
getting lit with my bestie
mixing liquor with pepsi
i don’t care what the cops say
they gon have to arrest me
swisher sweets is so hefty
fill yo cup yo its empty again

now you know what i’m thinking
you know what i’m thinking
you know what i’m thinking
you know what i’m thinking

verse number 2:
getting hot, whole squad on dancefloor
tryna cop, let me show you to my drugstore
never thought i would grow to be a drug lord
and be a square way im shattering the backboard
ain’t tryna peak up at the tippy top, (naw)
cuz after that its a steady drop, (yeah)
so i’m coming with belly flop. wait
why the dj look like he fetty wap? (yeah baby)
now we rock and roll
milly rock everybody the lose control
independent, and you know that i won’t sell my soul
i wrote every verse and made my f-cking beats alone, stoned
but that’s how i roll so f-ck with it
i just let it flow, i ain’t kidding
and i’m playing rappers like children
ah, ah, ah

outro:
aw man. i hate my job. (bong bubbling sound)

- mike xaoc

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