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Move Around

 

Move Around

(album: Dum And Dummer 2 - 2021)


(PVLACE)
(ADHD)
Yeah
(What's up, DeeDot?)

Ayy, if I can't get you, nigga, I'ma get your mans (Buh)
Yeah, hood rich nigga, might spin the block up in the Lamb' (Yeah)
Uh, yep, I'm from South Memphis, but it's like Afghanistan (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm ten toes down, fuck around, get put in the ground (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, just had a talk with fam', we still ain't fucking with you clowns
Nah, nigga, I got racks on racks on racks, this shit keep piling (Racks)
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around

Yeah, my racks too big (Phew)
Uh, I've been balling out, baby, I was born to win (Swish)
Yeah, and I remember when I had made my first ten (Phew)
Okay, yep, I remember when I had made my first ten (Phew)
They was hating on the kid, they still be hating on the kid (Yeah)
But fuck them little-ass boys, I pop big shit, I do it big (Pop)
Yep, I be popping shit, got niggas dead and in the pen' (Yeah)
Yep, I used to ride a Huffy now I got all kind of shit (Skrrt)
All kind of bitches on my dick
Ayy, I don't trust these dog hoes, all these bitches sluts (Sluts)
She might look good on IG, but I swear that bitch ain't nothing (Ain't shit)
And if the beef ain't 'bout the money then that shit ain't nothing (Ain't nothin')
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's gon' get that shit done (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

If I can't get you, nigga, I'ma get your mans (Grah)
Yeah, hood rich nigga, might spin the block up in the Lamb' (Yeah)
Uh, yep, I'm from South Memphis, but it's like Afghanistan (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm ten toes down, fuck around, get put in the ground (Yeah)
Yeah, just had a talk with fam', we still ain't fucking with you clowns
Nah, nigga, I got racks on racks on racks, this shit keep piling (On racks, yeah)
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around (The fuck?)

Yeah, chopper hit you, make you do the Charlie Brown (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Chopper hit you, make you do the Charlie Brown, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Chopper hit you, turn your smile into a frown, zah, zah (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Diamonds hitting, diamonds dancing like James Brown (Ooh, bling)
Yeah, I'm young and rich, and I'm Black and I'm proud (And I'm proud)
Yeah, I got them racks and them straps on me now (On me now)
Yeah, you say it's up, well, it's going down (It's going down)
Yeah, you say it's up, well (What?), it's going down (Buh, buh, buh)

Ayy, if I can't get you, nigga, I'ma get your mans (I got 'em)
Yeah, hood rich nigga, might spin the block up in the Lamb' (Skrrt)
Uh, yep, I'm from South Memphis, but it's like Afghanistan (Buh)
Yeah, I'm ten toes down, fuck around, get put in the ground (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, just had a talk with fam', we still ain't fucking with you clowns
Nah, nigga, I got racks on racks on racks, this shit keep piling (Racks)
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around (Yeah)
Yeah, if you ain't talking 'bout no racks on racks, then move around (The fuck?)

Nigga
Nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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