backupgirl - move lyrics
[chorus: yuki unknown]
i’m the walking disaster, i get the people moving faster
y+y+your girl think my nails are pretty when they’re blacked out, no vanta
shotgunning a fanta, watermelon sour patch kids inside my drink
i ain’t ever give a f+ck what a hater thinks, tune ’em out
making all these tunes, you might call me looney
checking myself right into a hospital, mental state manic
making songs that sound like how it feels to have a breakdown
[verse 1: yuki unknown]
hunnid+hunnid rounds
sharp tooth grin, flaunting all my f+cking songs around
you wish you could do it like i do
even though i feel like a disaster boy
cyclone spinner like a beyblade, make you burst when i slam you
shoulder check, hit ’em with the stick, but it ain’t hockey
talking ’bout the strap, not a gun, but the punch through your chest like i’m kano
laser focused when i’m writing to the f+cking beat, uh
gotta make the people move, yeah the megamix flow never stops
it’s like time standing still on the low
throw a sickle flash into winter cherry on these hoes
gotta curve, gotta weave, like i sn+tch away your spotlight
[bridge: yuki unknown]
move, move, yeah you better move
move, move, yeah you better move
move, move, yeah you better move
move, move, yeah you, uh
1, 2, 3, go
demon fiending for fame, and that’s not on the low
3, 2, 1, go
high key, like a dj, no khaled
(1… 2… 1, 2, 3, 4!)
[verse 2: yuki unknown]
solstice whipping like i’m jazz
this a pontiac g6, feeling so fly like a g6
far east beats from the coast
backupgirl, what he wrote
bet you chicken out if we get you in a mosh pit
fight, fight, fight!! all my enemies
house of wolves is playing in my head and i sustain no injuries
b+tch i never die, like the name’s jason
getting the machete, chopping up my vocals, s+i+n
[chorus: yuki unknown]
i’m the walking disaster, i get the people moving faster
y+y+your girl think my nails are pretty when they’re blacked out, no vanta
shotgunning a fanta, watermelon sour patch kids inside my drink
i ain’t ever give a f+ck what a hater thinks, tune ’em out
making all these tunes, you might call me looney
checking myself right into a hospital, mental state manic
making songs that sound like how it feels to have a
(breakdown)
[outro: yuki unknown]
(i’m the walking disaster, i get the people moving faster
y+y+your girl think my nails are pretty when they’re blacked out, no vanta
shotgunning a fanta, watermelon sour patch kids inside my drink
i ain’t ever give a f+ck what a hater thinks, tune ’em out
making all these tunes, you might call me looney
checking myself right into a hospital, mental state manic
making songs that sound like how it feels to have a)
(breakdown)
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