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Movin' lyrics

Performer Mo Money

Movin' song lyrics by Mo Money official

Movin' is a song in English

I’m blasting off like spaceship
I want sum more so I gotta go take it
Focus up I’m on point like a laser
Bro told me you the one you could make it
First of all ion want it u fronting
Got me sum money but I want them hunnids
She ain’t want me now she see that I’m sum
If I got I ain’t never gone stunt it
The man in the front Yea it Ain’t no confronting
They digging my flow yea my music they bumping
The hardest to do It I said it so fuck it
What you wanna do cuz that smoke it ain’t nun
All this shit on my head
Think I’m too young you ain’t been where I been
I ain’t worried long as mine getting fed
Now I’m popping say my head getting big
Sped it up now them niggas can’t keep up
I’m just cooling but I can’t kick my feet up
She keep calling but no I don’t need her
Get what I want then im gone leave her
Cuz bitch you a eater
She looking for me like it’s sunday on easter
I’m too cold need a mink cuz I’m freezing
I’m smoking dope this ain’t never no reefa
Yea I know her and she most def no keeper
Switched it up and I did it again
Say wassup but no we not friends
If they bad then we letting em in
Mellow headed I can’t never give In
I’m too humble I ain’t letting em win
Savage nigga and it come from within
I’m the coldest I might fuck on her friends
I’m the coldest I might fuck on her friends
Movin fast I ain’t never on slow
I’m ten toes if they really want smoke
Realest nigga I ain’t never gone fold
I’ll do if it’s saving my bro
Mama told me you a natural born pimp
First born I’ll kill for my kin
Put em in a grave then pray for my sins
Said it once I won’t say it again
Different breed not a regular kid
Young nigga but I ain’t for no shit
If you lookin wrong my bro get em hit
Made sum money now I look Like a lick
But come and try it then boy u get split
She a freak so I’m bringing in her In
When I’m done gave her right to my mans
When I’m done gave her right to my mans
Pick up the card I rebot
I got my dawgs all of the loot
Dawg solid ik he gon shoot
We the real deal yea you is a fool
All of this shit i started is cool
We really do this yea we really smoov
Life teaching lessons yea its a school
Hop in a coupe yea we gotta move
Never lacking never hittin the snooze
No old money but we stacking them blues
Heaven or hell yea you gotta choose
We run shit dont you get confused
Changing up yea thats a refuse
Workin hard you cant be in my shoe
Many chances you got and you blew
Gettin better so fast got no clue
Sky is the limit and thats how we do
We really do this got sum to prove
Sum to prove and we movin so crazy
Tried so hard you could never replace me
Im get it regardless you love or hate me
Keep it cool you dont want the insane me
Tried real hard but you cannot tame me
Grew a lot learned alot still same me
Run that shit back yea you know its mo money
Nothin will change me you niggas is fake
Foot on gas never pressing the break
Hop in a coupe yea we gotta ride
Till the wheels off till we die
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Jared Garcia, Mohmad Alhakeem
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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