Pure Motion lyrics
by Desire (Rapper)
[Chorus: Summrs]
n*gga can't stop this motion that I'm havin'
Yeah, everything that I do big, it ain't average
b*tch get my di*k kissed, she so nasty
This AR got kick, it'll make 'em backflip
Triple cup, double mud, clutchin' that plastic
Poppin' that f*ckin' Roxy got me dope sick
Everything I do, this sh*t on my own, b*tch yeah
Can't go to war with me, you a lil' broke b*tch, yeah
I want the motherf*ckin' millions
Hop in that motherf*ckin' truck, then get to blastin'
Bring my b*tch to the mall to help herself, b*tch, what's happenin'?
Ten racks in my pocket, I'm so pudgy, stallin' that cash in
I got some killers up in the D, shoot like a Maverick
I'm up in my zone, up in my element and I'm flashin'
[Verse: Desire]
Yeah, I'm up in CELINE, spendin' that green, chеck out my fashion
Up in this b*tch with a couple killers clutchin' they ratchеt
Hop out of that car, get on feet and get at him
Modifying all these tools, big Beretta up in my denim
I'm off Schedule II, try to rob, then I'ma kill you
With this nasty-ass b*tch, let me have my way 'cause she say I'm realer
Up in this b*tch, gravediggers, gravediggers and they soul stealers
If you owe me, pay n*gga, pay n*gga, won't be no issue
Big-ass four-three, four-three ripping through your tissue
Triple cup, all Wock', all Wock', don't do no Trisha
Keep these hammers c*cked, hammers c*cked, can't let 'em get us
Check out my motherf*ckin' Cartier, Bezel crushed
Throw back a Roxy with drank, baby, I get a rush
Eat my di*k up, she love it, through with love
My n*ggas mask up, get active, put on they gloves
Chillin' by the ocean, if you help me in, b*tch, let me f*ck
[Chorus: Summrs]
n*gga can't stop this motion that I'm havin'
Yeah, everything that I do big, it ain't average
b*tch get my di*k kissed, she so nasty
This AR got kick, it'll make 'em backflip
Triple cup, double mud, clutchin' that plastic
Poppin' that f*ckin' Roxy got me dope sick
Everything I do, this sh*t on my own, b*tch, yeah
Can't go to war with me, you a lil' broke b*tch, yeah
I want the motherf*ckin' millions
Hop in that motherf*ckin' truck, then get to blastin'
Bring my b*tch to the mall to help herself, b*tch, what's happenin'?
Ten racks in my pocket, I'm so pudgy, stallin' that cash in (Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)
I got some killers up in the D, shoot like a Maverick
I'm up in my zone, up in my element and I'm flashin'