MOVE ME

The fake shit don't move me
Want love gotta show me
Need a wife not a groupie
Got diamonds on my jewelry
She Tried to put me in the friend zone
Until I pulled up in the Benzo
Now I'm all up in her In zone
Im goin up now she in love

Pent house at the Hard Rock
Hustle hard now we on top
You had ya chance that ain't my fault
Now I'm burning rubber on that asphalt
Forgien car go skirt skirt
Rhianna baby had to put in work
Told ya friends u knew who I was
I'm the man now I know you heard
Now my neck go bling bling
And my pockets go Ching Ching
You was the girl of my dreams
Thought you was the one that would get the ring
Now you all up in the club
Thinking you gone really find the one
I told you I would give you the world
Now you in ya feelings cause I'm done

The fake shit don't move me
Want love gotta show me
Need a wife not a groupie
Got diamonds on my jewelry
She Tried to put me in the friend zone
Until I pulled up in the Benzo
Now I'm all up in her In zone
Im goin up now she in love

You wana plot we can plot
You wana shop we can shop
He but a car I buy a lot
Like im falling girl I'm in a drop
Flexin on my haters
I hate these lames that all fakers
They see my grind go so major
They just all talk girl no danger
I know your dirty little secret
I got your heart now let sink in
I really wonder what you thinkin
I pour that henny when I'm drinkin
I wake em up if they sleepin
I'm really driving off the deep in
Back strokin
Still floating
Like I'm in the ocean

The fake shit don't move me
Want love gotta show me
Need a wife not a groupie
Got diamonds on my jewelry
She Tried to put me in the friend zone
Until I pulled up in the Benzo
Now I'm all up in her In zone
Im goin up now she in love

Im blowin up nigga
showing up nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Deangelo Samuel
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