Groove

Got A bad bitch in the westin
Another nigga bitch that i'm sexin (Yeah, yeah)
Not a body builder but i'm flexin (No, no,no)
Young nigga wild livin' reckless, and i'm like
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me get in my groove, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me get in my groove, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
I don't need you comin' round with no attitude
Don't fuck up my mood, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me in my groove
Gettin them racks and I get it in, and I be dressed like a gentleman
All of these rappers aint fittin in, lame and these rappers is synonyms
This is my world you're a citizen, Baddie she browner than cinnamon
I never be where these niggas been, me and the team yeah we finna win
And that's the truth (Yeah, aye) we loose like tooth (Yeah, aye)
In the coupe, hop in the whip and i'm raisin the roof (Yeah, aye)
Get a clue, young nigga made it up out of the blue (Yeah, aye)
Sick like flu, but I thought these niggas knew, man I thought these niggas knew
Spendin the money I get it back, Used to the hoes man I been a mack
I fuck that hoe then I give her back, I fuck yo hoe you won't get her back
Say she my baby no similac, I let her go that's the end of that
I had some problems got rid of that, My circle tighter than fitted caps (Yeah)
Got A bad bitch in the westin
Another nigga bitch that i'm sexin (Yeah, yeah)
Not a body builder but i'm flexin (No, no,no)
Young nigga wild livin' reckless, and i'm like
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me get in my groove, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me get in my groove, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
I don't need you comin' round with no attitude
Don't fuck up my mood, let me get in my groo-ou-oove
Don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Let me in my groove



Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Baker
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