Move South

Hey
Ouu
I'm on it
Don't like the distance, pretty ho' told me move south
Aye feel it with me real quick, feel this shit
Ok, I'm talm bout, mm mm mm
I'm talm bout shh okay

Mmm mm mm, Met this ho' like yesterday ho' tripping tryna call my phone
Must ain't check my resume, I'm W.O.P know what I'm on
Fuck bout what you tellin me imma find out on my own
In my bag like better made, ho' show me sum'n ion know

You gon bother her all day nigga
She been callin' me to come lay in it
Her friend want Glo cause he keep the K wit em'
Can't have my heart but I'll lend it
Cause these ho's be playin' man, blunt on the pavement
I can't even show my feelings
Cause her ex nigga basic, say she can't take it
Bad ho's all in my mentions

She don't like the distance, pretty ho' told me move south
Pretty ho' get evicted out my head like move out
You'on fuck wit the kid no mo', so tell me who now
But don't nobody do it like him it's best you reroute

On a sad note, I done lost a bad ho'
Still poppin tags tho'
If you bad, I might drop a bag on you
You got a nigga, so what
Bae I'm horny, I don't wanna hug (I'm tryna fu-)
In the morning, I'm showin' you love
Tho' she don't want it he do it because
Givin the timing it's really a must
On god

Momma said, "Boy just take care of yourself"
Sorry, your son couldn't follow directions (sorry ma)
He out here tryna give you a grandson
Pretty ho' foul em he callin an "and one"

He gon' call it a buck still
You should've taught him that love kills
He gon' call it a buck still
You should've taught him that love kills

If she don't love me then someone will
I had to scrape up my knees a lil
Hey, ouu
I'm on it
Don't like the distance, pretty ho' told me move south

Aye I'm SCR but keep that shit a
Shhh, you already know what the fuck goin' on
Hey, ouu
I'm on it
Don't like the distance, pretty ho' told me move south



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Writer(s): Roger Bogan
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