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Flipp Dinero

How I Move

 

How I Move

(album: LOVE FOR GUALA - 2019)


[Flipp Dinero:]
Yeah
I really run it up, yeah
I really run it up, yeah
I really run it up, yeah
I really run it up, yeah

I really run it up, yeah
Ain't play no games with this shit
I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala then told him we made for this shit
Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala, see I put my name on this shit
Flip wit that smoke on that ganja I bang for that comma, see I put my name on this shit

Hol' up
You-ooh (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I

[Lil Baby:]
I really run it up, baby
If the topic is money, I'm coming up
She gon' suck 'til I pop without coming up
I'm the man in the front, you the runner up
Really don't give a fuck, yeah
How I move, way I talk, they try pick it up
I can call when I want, she be picking up
Niggas' bitches, they really be switching up
Can't play no game, I got too much to lose
Want me to fall, I got something to prove
Really steal with no trace, I won't leave 'em a clue
And the truck looking reggae, I painted it blue
If it's me and my shawty, we hop in the coupe
My lil' youngins go crazy, they loving the crew
He handle business, can't wait to recruit him
Pop me a Addy, tryna make me a movie
I can't stand still when my diamonds keep moving (Movin')
Gave all my heart, tryna guide 'em to do it
Got partners who gon' tryna guide 'em with music
Lil' bro don't play 'round, if he got it, he use it (Use it)
Go against us, nigga gotta be stupid
Ride 'round with the stick, how I gotta be moving (Man)
Everyday lit and them commas be moving
This shit we be doing inside of a movie

[Flipp Dinero:]
I really run it up, yeah
Ain't play no games with this shit
I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala then told him we made for this shit
Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala, see I put my name on this shit
Flip wit that smoke on that ganja I bang for that comma, see I put my name on this shit

Hol' up
You-ooh (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch
Hol' up
You-ooh (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I

Rollie don't tick but it got big rocks
Bands in the whip, do the dash from the cops
Chain looking blitch, with the pole on my hip (Ayy)
Let me go, I'm equipped, but don't bang with the opps (Ooh)
Pain to regret but it's more than I get, really made for this shit
Money made, it don't stop
Say he Heaven sent, I was made for the flip, I was made for this shit and I bang for the block (What?)
Bimmer, the Jag', got the Benz' on the lot, when and copped me crib just to park all the drops (Damn, damn, gang, gang)
Fuck do you mean? I was lost in the drought (Ayy)
Got the bag coming in 'til the stars in our mouth (What?)
Money coming in, so you know a nigga going (Damn)
Dying with a flip so you know a nigga throw it (What?)
Style ever since in the game I'ma get
Got no time for this shit, get the bag and you know it, bitch

I really run it up, yeah
Ain't play no games with this shit
I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala then told him we made for this shit
Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala, see I put my name on this shit
Flip wit that smoke on that ganja I bang for that comma, see I put my name on this shit

Hol' up
You-ooh (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch
Hol' up
You-ooh (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I mo-oo-ove (Yeah)
You sa-ai-id they watch how I

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