Moves lyrics

Watch my moves b*tch

Aye

b*tches ain't got sh*t to do but to be on my di*k

These b*tches broke
I been running it up
I been getting money
Pink faces nothing basic

b*tch more racks then your mom
Pull up shoot up your prom
Hate don't do me no harm
Keep them hoes on a farm

Chicken heads looking like frogs
b*tch you better get you a job
I'ma blow up like bombs
Pull up then I'm gone

It's a sewer out here
b*tches got nothing to do out here
I cannot lose
You know I'm making the moves out here
b*tches they lose
You know they watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here

I run it up on these wack hoes
I pay the crib then I stack dough
I'm hearing b*tches I'm getting cheese
Maybe it's the reason their lactose

I don't think they want the old Cuban
I'ma pull up in that black fo
Wait till they turn the cameras off
All that sh*t is a act though

You need a Oscar
Bome on this b*tch I'm the rasta
Smoking that sh*t like a rasta
I do not f*ck with imposters

You do not eat where it's five star
Two hundred a plate for the pasta
I'm getting swell like dreadlocks
You can get hit by a shottah
Boom ba ya
Rocka bye baby
The streets so wild
My life so brazy

My n*gga coming home
Can't f*ck with me baby
My n*gga coming home
We finna have a baby

b*tch more racks then your mom
Pull up shoot up your prom
Hate don't do me no harm
Keep them hoes on a farm

Chicken heads looking like frogs
b*tch you better get you a job
I'ma blow up like bombs
Pull up then I'm gone

It's a sewer out here
b*tches got nothing to do out here
I cannot lose
You know I'm making the moves out here

b*tches they lose
You know they watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here
Aye all of my stones real
You b*tches got no deals
I wake up pour seals
The streets say I'm so trill

Cuban a Savage
The life I be living too lavish
If b*tches gone come to me tragic
I'm coming back with automatics

Cause I cannot trust nobody
No I'm not just somebody
n*ggas game too weak
I do not kick Karate

Get this n*gga off my body
No kickback like Shotty
Might hang with the cool kids
I be in the gangsta party

Boom ba ya
Rocka bye baby
The streets so wild
My life so brazy

My n*gga coming home
Can't f*ck with me baby
My n*gga coming home
We finna have a baby

b*tch more racks then your mom
Pull up shoot up your prom
Hate don't do me no harm
Keep them hoes on a farm

Chicken heads looking like frogs
b*tch you better get you a job
I'ma blow up like bombs
Pull up then I'm gone

It's a sewer out here
b*tches got nothing to do out here
I cannot lose
You know I'm making the moves out here

b*tches they lose
You know they watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here
Whoa
Watching my moves out here