Telee - Move

You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move

Moving that work hop in that coupe and skurt hahaha
How y’all niggas be rapping

Moving that work hop in the coupe skurt
Truth and the proof since birth
I’m due what I’m worth gift and the curse Blessing the track killing the verse
No reverse no rehearse this shit ain’t been coerced
Ain’t no pressure unless it’s pressure between 2 bitches to fuck me first
Move dat shit bitch I’m lit
Pop a perk chew dis dick
Break a trick make me rich like MJG in 96
80s baby with a 90s bitch I been the shit got vintage drip
You niggas green like spinach dip y’all ain’t seeing this penmanship
Sleep on me you gone need quilt it’s cold game
Wake yo ass up with this clip nigga I throw flames
I keep me a stick like Wick yo bitch hold my dick like spritz
I stack up my racks like bricks I was getting rich when y’all wasn’t shit
Moving dem packs round dis bitch like wish,swish

You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move

You gotta move catch a groove if you snooze then loose
Foreign coupe on 22s thousand dollar tennis shoes
Money made been paid player ways never played
Bitch pussy wet like dripping glaze let a nigga catch a wave
Move around scoop a pound better cop while the prices down
Drip or drown you niggas clowns better maintain like Henry Brown
Satin black vinyl wrap never lacking at trap
Laid back cool cat never been the kind that cap
Fresh off a swish, I shoot my shot I don’t miss
Scratch me a thot off my list
Say she a Pesci she only eat fish
But left my meat messy she petty ass shit
I’m cool as a yeti you square as a Chevy
I keep a machete to cut off a Betty
That ain’t got that wetty whenever I’m ready
It’s off with yo heady it’s bout to get scary you gotta move

You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move

You gotta move like a motherfucking renter
Keep it cool like a pool in the winter
I ain’t perfect I did dirt bitch I’m sinner
But if it’s worth it when she twerk it I’m a spender
I use to move deez hoes to Houston let em dance in the club
They made dat money brought it back I made em thank we in love
You can pimp deez hoes with purses you can pimp em with drugs
But that really ain’t my purpose I’m in cahoots with a plug

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