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letra de robbery - mover

[verse 1]
you think i care about recession?
i tell him sit down stare at the weapon
i know you’re getting dough, where’s all the money at?
i like you, i don’t wanna tear through your melon
the reh’s got 7, that clear in a second
and leave your clart on the stairway to heaven
so don’t try and twist around things
just pass me the dough it’s an in and out thing
i don’t wanna have to stick a wetter in and out him
so everyone calm, no silly shouting
doubt that the hand ting looking fake
tried running to the door if you really doubt it
flipping coward
now your boy’s got a slug sitting in his trousers
and i didn’t really wanna blast off the sh-lly
it’s bait now, hurry up, pass me the belly
he’s like he ain’t got nothing on his mother’s
f-ck that [?] running tru his cupboards
looking in his eyes as i say this
it’s m cases if i’m putting on the rubbers
so cooperate, no body fiddle
no funny sh-t, put your phone in the middle
so he’s diling 999
little snitch man’ll poke him a little
i’m p-ssed off, now i’m way off task
’bout to turn this robbery to a am charge
now they’re like “look mate, everything’s there”
when they see me cop back the latex glove
now we got our papers up
[?} thirsty, wanna sip a pagans blood
we got a squad of gorillas
you be f-cking with satan’s dargs
i’ma blaze this slug for a pagans juice
tax man, n— know i’m a crazy dude
real talk, everything we say be truth
why’d you think you stopped seeing couple [?]

- mover

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