Move Mountains lyrics

[Refrain: SahBabii]
I have a p*nis for your vagina hole
I wanna f*ck your b*tch until she feel her soul
She suckin' on my di*k, skeetin' on her throat
She said she wanna kiss but I ain't kissin' these hoes
b*tches on IG takin' pics with my woes
For some likes, you trippin', lil' ho
b*tches wanna ride me like a rodeo
Ho, we pour it up like milk and cereal

[Chorus: SahBabii]
What goes on in the 9 stays in the 9
These b*tches is hoes
Oh, murder, keep it on the low
Nobody should know
She f*ck me, then start suckin' my woe
These b*tches is broke
They f*cking anything that's poppin'
Ho, no

[Verse 1: SahBabii]
I'm runnin' through the 9 with all of my woes
Put di*ks on the Glock and start poppin' these hoes
Then we hit crucial and start mobbin' on hoes
Can't get that pus*y ate, it ain't no time for these hoes
These b*tches, go through them, it ain't no stoppin' these hoes
I want child support money, start robbin' these hoes
They gettin' out of line, I might knock me a ho
Microwave these b*tches, I might pop me a ho
b*tch I'm with the mob, we carry big guns
They'll never snitch and they'll never run
This b*tch a Bumboclaat, I just want her tongue (Yeah)
S.A.N.D.A.S., S.A.N.D.A.S., swallow c*m
Think I'm Pirates of the Bando way we carry drums (Yeah)
Say one word and we goin' dumb
I wanna hit it from the back, I don't like the front
If you go against us, b*tch it's guns up
[Verse 2: Demon Child]
You better have insurance if you wanna die
Bumboclaat, pus*y boy, bet he'll f*ckin' die
Yeah they say life a gamble, I'ma f*ckin' dice
Ayy, I'm the type of guy you don't wanna ride
Yah, yah, yah, take you on a flight
You could be my wife, I might change your life (Change your life)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds
In the Ward smokin' ganja (9th Ward)
I'm a top shotta (Yah), the real Don Dada (Dada)
Watch the foreign, yeah, you know we gon' follow
I see everybody sleepin' on me
All these b*tches breathin' on me
These b*tches keep breathin' on me
I ain't ever been that even lonely
Wrap a b*tch in the 9 (The Ward)
I hit her from the back like a spine
Then I push her ass down the line
Whine

[Pre-Chorus: SahBabii]
Post up in the mothaf*ckin' 9, yeah
Stay up in the mothaf*ckin' 9, yeah
I'ma mothaf*ckin' thief up in the night, yeah
Might just f*ck your ho from behind
[Chorus: SahBabii]
What goes on in the 9 stays in the 9
These b*tches is hoes
(Ooh)
Oh, murder, keep it on the low
Nobody should know
She f*ck me, then start suckin' my woe
These b*tches is broke
They f*cking anything that's poppin'
Ho, no

[Refrain: SahBabii]
I have a p*nis for your vagina hole
I wanna f*ck your b*tch until she feel her soul
She suckin' on my di*k, skeetin' on her throat
She said she wanna kiss but I ain't kissin' these hoes
b*tches on IG takin' pics with my woes
For some likes, you trippin', lil' ho
b*tches wanna ride me like a rodeo
Ho, we pour it up like milk and cereal

[Outro: Demon Child & SahBabii]
Ayo, all you n*ggas' b*tches is gettin' f*cked on the whole f*ckin' 9th Ward (Huh?) and you n*ggas know that sh*t (Huh?)
Mob life for ya whole life, b*tch
Who wan' romp with me?
Believe it
Top shotta
C-caw!
American Don Dada
Bumboclaat, pus*y boy
Rastafarian