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letra de moonwalker - osei & armani

[intro]
i’m hittin the club
i’m moonwalking
yea i feel like i’m michael jackson
i can’t coach
put me in the f-cking game coach (kickin back and relaxing)
put me in the game, i’m tired of sitting on the f-cking bench coach
f-ck this sh-t (f-ck)
the whole game is f-cked up man
i need a 20 million dollar check like i’m andre drummond

[verse: osei]
i swear they ain’t hearing me bro
they should be fearing me bro
i approach this sh-t like it’s do or die
i’m on a mission the coup de grace
approaching the throne n sh-t
these n-ggas ain’t wit me can suck my ____
excuse me i talk my sh-t
excuse me i talk my sh-t
if yo sh-t ain’t real then you fake it’s simple
you ain’t no skipper the flipper you talking bout sh-t that you not even living
i’m telling you sh-t is ridiculous
yea this sh-t is ridiculous
i must’ve caught syphilis
swear that i’m sick of this sh-t
i swear that i’m sick of this sh-t
i’m on some different sh-t
i don’t need a different b-tch i’m straight
me and my shortie gone get to the cake
ain’t no changing the weather i’m racing with fate though
my cousin in county like clayco (bars)
i’m praying to god for the answer
i need the cheat code
what’s the cost to be great
what it cost to be great
i need filet mignon
i’m eating this steak this p-ssy is great
i was just broke a minute ago i’m making the greatest escape
the moment you traded on me was your greatest mistake
figgity fake fake
i took two hydros then i faded away
fade fade

[chorus]
i hit the club i’m moonwalking yea i feel like i’m michael jackson
i came to flex
we came to flex
just to see they reaction
i spend a check on this life but i love it
i feel like i’m outta options
if you gon flex then flex
make a hoe break her neck (x2)

[verse: armani]
make a hoe break her neck
i’m just with the hoe for the s-x
i need a hoe with a fan only
i’m trying to see some b-tch
b-tch i’m santa b-tch
gone head put it on the list
gone head suck this d—
i can get you what you want
i a show you yves saint laurent
they got cc’s
that’s for free free
i got what you need
b-tch drop to your knees
i done lost respect don’t got no love but for my momma
i be playing on her mind like a board think it’s game of thrones
f-ck a bih mind take my time then i send her home
baby girl this ain’t no dream baby better keep it going (x2)
i had millions calling on my line had to pick it up
told that b-tch you be cutting up i had to run it up
i had millions calling on my line had to pick it up
f-ck love fell in love with dubs that’s a true love

- osei armani

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