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letra de move right - saysothemac

[intro]
yeah, i swear to god, n-ggas is clowns
let the clowns out the circus, n-gga
get yo’ motherf-ckin’ facts straight, n-gga
we ain’t tryna assassinate my motherf-ckin’ [?], n-gga
f-ck wrong wit’ you n-ggas?
ah, n-gga, weird ass n-ggas, bullsh-t, n-gga
weirdo
acetheface (ronron do that sh-t)

[chorus]
two chains on my neck, i need two pipes
five minutes in the p-ssy, it was too fly
laugh it off, on the old b-tch, i’ma act a dog
remember global tellin’, “ayy, can’t you ain’t wanna answer calls?”
finally got an answer and you say she ain’t wanna talk
now i’m fillin’ up my pockets, i could barely walk
in the county, it was me and the k!llers that count time
i was racked up, waitin’ on pictures

[verse 1]
he think he gon’ rob me but this glock don’t think so
a .45 sh-ll’ll turn his face into a bagel
legos, the way i play with a brick
saysothemac, i’m probably playin’ ya b-tch
and this? i put on my p card
kissin’ that motherf-ckin’ b-tch? you d-mn r-t-rd
passed thirty minutes, she been in and out of three cars
barhead b-tch, eatin’ xan’s like they sweet tarts
who this goofy ass n-gga thinkin’ he hard?
think he pimpin’ on a b-tch? he a sweetheart
tax, id and a lawyer, n-gga, we smart
free them n-ggas doin’ time in the three-yard
toss and turnin’ in the pen’ and the sheets hard
all these n-ggas all cats, give ’em green yarn
free them n-ggas ’til the whole d-mn team home
on parole, you know i gotta move right
[chorus]
two chains on my neck, i need two pipes
five minutes in the p-ssy, it was too fly
laugh it off, on the old b-tch, i’ma act a dog
remember global tellin’, “ayy, can’t you ain’t wanna answer calls?”
finally got an answer and you say she ain’t wanna talk
now i’m fillin’ up my pockets, i could barely walk
in the county, it was me and the k!llers that count time
i was racked up, waitin’ on pictures

[verse 2]
ayy, on parole, i gotta move right
ten bands in my pants get the mood right
benihana for the plate, get the food right
big .40 on my waist while i chew rice
hit the diamond district in my newest sh-t
i think the b-tch gon’ choose ’cause i’m cool and sh-t
yo’ lil’ homie wanna act a fool and sh-t
you gon’ see his f-ckin’ body on the news clip
b-tch, f-g off, i’on’ give a f-ck
she gon’ catch me out in traffic with my window up
get her attention, then i throw my middle finger up
the money callin’, so i had to turn the ringer up, b-tch
mama beggin’ me to do right
i ain’t sh-t-saved a babe in a few nights
buck-sixty on the dash, bring in through lights
ten toes for my check like some new nike’s
[chorus]
two chains on my neck, i need two pipes
five minutes in the p-ssy, it was too fly
laugh it off, on the old b-tch, i’ma act a dog
remember global tellin’, “ayy, can’t you ain’t wanna answer calls?”
finally got an answer and you say she ain’t wanna talk
now i’m fillin’ up my pockets, i could barely walk
in the county, it was me and the k!llers that count time
i was racked up, waitin’ on pictures

- saysothemac

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