Got a Groove (feat. Will Fargo)
Listen
Cant do minimum
I need capital
When I
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
When you pick a side aint no switching it
When it comes to mine know im hitting shit
I whip the whip like a brick in it
Can't lay in no bed with no bitch in it
I need the lick on string yeah
I need the clicks and streams
Queens nigga but I'm king like
I'm the go and get the green type
I like the pussy skinny jeans tight
When I catch a groove you niggas is through
Its you and yourself
But me and ya boo
Her ass from miami her hair from peru
I do what it do
Yeah
I bet she leak like a drake song
Just was in the desert with my bapes on
If a bitch wanna leave she can stay gone
I got no time for tentative shit
Need a mil on a mil
And a bitch on a bitch
Need a mil on a mil
And a bitch on a bitch
Listen
Cant do minimum
I need capital
When I
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Listen
Can't do minimum
I need capital
When i
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Ever since I was lil jit
Been out here running whips
Got a lil old
Got a lil gold
Jeweler said the girls they come with this
Some ones gon hate
But that's okay
They know we come equipped
She got a ass that grew up on grits
My accountant just seen my story on the gram
He like damn
You blew it on this
My dog
Have you ever seen them strippers in platinum
Go off
My dog
Have you ever been to visions
Couch full of vixens
This shit like Christmas
She brought her friends
They move like triplets
We big tippers
Ask them bottle girls
At 1145
She was in the red
Till we got there
Made her whole night
Throwing up teepees
Doing 100 down Peachtree
She said she work in the A
But she's really from CT
Momma named her Kennedy
But told me call her KeKe
Okay Okay
I need the coupe all day
I with the troops all day
We hit up lennox
Spent some pesos
On some new gfazos
Walked out breakfast club
With grub
That I could take home
Waitress said come back and play more
Listen
Can't do minimum
I need capital
When i
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Cant do minimum
I need capital
When I
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
When you pick a side aint no switching it
When it comes to mine know im hitting shit
I whip the whip like a brick in it
Can't lay in no bed with no bitch in it
I need the lick on string yeah
I need the clicks and streams
Queens nigga but I'm king like
I'm the go and get the green type
I like the pussy skinny jeans tight
When I catch a groove you niggas is through
Its you and yourself
But me and ya boo
Her ass from miami her hair from peru
I do what it do
Yeah
I bet she leak like a drake song
Just was in the desert with my bapes on
If a bitch wanna leave she can stay gone
I got no time for tentative shit
Need a mil on a mil
And a bitch on a bitch
Need a mil on a mil
And a bitch on a bitch
Listen
Cant do minimum
I need capital
When I
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Listen
Can't do minimum
I need capital
When i
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Ever since I was lil jit
Been out here running whips
Got a lil old
Got a lil gold
Jeweler said the girls they come with this
Some ones gon hate
But that's okay
They know we come equipped
She got a ass that grew up on grits
My accountant just seen my story on the gram
He like damn
You blew it on this
My dog
Have you ever seen them strippers in platinum
Go off
My dog
Have you ever been to visions
Couch full of vixens
This shit like Christmas
She brought her friends
They move like triplets
We big tippers
Ask them bottle girls
At 1145
She was in the red
Till we got there
Made her whole night
Throwing up teepees
Doing 100 down Peachtree
She said she work in the A
But she's really from CT
Momma named her Kennedy
But told me call her KeKe
Okay Okay
I need the coupe all day
I with the troops all day
We hit up lennox
Spent some pesos
On some new gfazos
Walked out breakfast club
With grub
That I could take home
Waitress said come back and play more
Listen
Can't do minimum
I need capital
When i
Get the big body
Oh you gotta move
Gotta move
Fly right by the moon
Sing my halla luss
Look we gotta swing
Peep we got a groove
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Tiven, William Jones
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