Saints*Team by Krasav4ik - Woo Child - Move (Get It In) | Текст песни

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• Woo Child - Move (Get It In)

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verse1:
okay, i get it shakin like parkinsons
i'm the one break it down down til the parties done
round now, thinkin bout how, i can freak it
found out, she's surround sound to my speakers (yeaaaaaa!)
envelope the kid, can't tell what she did
all i'm sayin, she displayin one hell of a trick
who better than this. she saying likewise
like minds perform at peak, speech is like mine (woooooo!)
light grind on this pretty, type fine little missy
prissy never, skimpy leather, it's whatever (huh??)
might find that i'm simply, fly, ride til i'm empty
get me, hello kitty, feral city here we come
ha ha, yea, now let me see ya wild side (wild side)
perfect percision pimpin is how i
rip it, consistent, like the game is now tied
every night i put it up, it's goin down right?

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verse 2:
ya gotta love it how he does it for the public
rough and rugged, shorty shakin something like it's nothin when i'm bussin
keep'em comin back, while i'm sippin on the yac
spittin sickness on the track, pimpin catch a cardiac
what you call a mack, got them breezies in the lac
strip'em stick'em then flip'em keep it simple then call a cab
the kid is automatic, catchin all the bad chicks
birds of a feather, wetter whenever they demand it
yea, i'm sorta massive, you ain't gotta ask if
he that deal, he that real, he that trill (ugghhhh)
nah, ladies now show me what you workin with
make it dip sit down bounce til the serpent spit
girl you hurtin it, flirtin with perfect hips
on the surface it's diversion, i'm learnin what ya purpose is
i'm servin sunny d, my mans on that purple stuff
and 9 out of 10 dimes gonna know what's up

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verse 3:
ain't nothing wrong with a little excitement, i'm so immaculate
it's on just how ever you like, i'm comin back again
you can grab a friend, tell me can you handle it
ain't no maybes lady, miss daisy, you gonna have to switch
after this, ya chick callin me pro tools
this one hit chipmunk notes, i'm so soulful
split "p's" and greenery, we call it soul food
the kids in the kitchen, flippin like he's supposed to
you have no clue, he's so real
and the ladies think he's so cool
the flows ill and it's crazy this is no flu
swine or bird might occur, but it's no woo, there's nothing close to
something like young bolt on the track
if you sane (usain) change lanes mayne, coast and relax
we on the same thing, toasting the yac
lets get it in, yea my people let me know where you at, it's going down now.

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