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lil’ fame – motion lyrics

chrous : that p-ssy wet i might propose d-ck in her spine got her curlin her toes she was wit me the long nights in the cold serving js cookin dope on her stove you irreplaceable ain’t no replacin ain’t no compet-tion them b-tches basic on the eway
them chances we was takin when them b-tches ask i tell em im takin i take you away from the suckas i take u away from the busta shawty was f-ckin wit losers then i put that b-tch back in motion told that b-tch to just to just go wit the motion we got them shooters in motion i just got the trap back in motion lets get this money in motion

verse 1 ( lil fame ) : watch how you stepping cause my n-ggas reckless you flashin yo chain like you don’t want yo necklace you tryna impress her im tryna undress her no dinner & movies no time for the extra when my n-gga catch ya green dot on them tecs holos open you chest we leave yo block a mess he was put to the test but that f-ck n-gga testified turn a n-gga home into a homicide
win or lose gotta keep that sh-t movin
can’t move gram let’s my n-gga approve
it told that lil b-tch i do not like excuses
if you stay down buy you fendi & gucci
d-ck in her guts make her whine like i’m lucci but this is not well me well soon as it came i put it in the scale

when i c-m she let me bust in her hair
baby girl like when i beat it down
f-ck dat lil b-tch like i’m fresh out the bink
that p-ssy cold gotta f-ck with a mink
i bend her over she grabbing the sink
please do not act like you ridin but im loving the way that you ride me bricks stuck together like siamese im keepin yo secrets like diaries surrounded by bosses my n-ggas be k!llin surrounded by suckas yo n-ggas some b-tches get caught in that rush boy you don’t know the feelin im servin that pack im addicted to dealing & robbin that’s draco & glock just like batman & robin u think u gon rob better purchase a coffin i purchase designer don’t care what it’s costin yo b-tch u can’t find her she lost wit a boss
( chorus )

verse 2 ( santanna ) : i put my b-tch in buschemi that raw coming looking like cement new vv’s im poppin out leakin put that dorm on the work like some seasoning hunnid round clip got it stuffed like a wood lil b-tch left tryna come back no i’m good we hit the eway the bag in lets flood that just how u live when u come from the mud ( hey ) ( hey ) actavis im sippin purple she know im trappin tryna give a young n-gga curfew no love for these hoes gotta cut em ( hey ) i hit the corner & im servin new christian she flexin on purpose louie mcm purses u ain’t got no loyalty can’t go lil hoe you worthless saucin on a b-tch i be surfin migo numbers off the boat we get that work in ( yeahhh ) bennis wit a real plug these n-ggas surgin big glock make n-ggas scatter like roaches pour a fo i need my doses phones ringin lets get it in motion ( hey ) phones ringin lets get it in motion

( chorus )

verse 3 ( dseanny ) : light up the kush free ya mind i roll them backwoods 3 a time she say it’s hard to never mind me cause i got way to many diamonds she in love wit my metaphors i’m tryna boost her credit score i got some loubatins i never wore u know my bankroll ahead of yours i got that check on me rippin out these balmains now yo b-tch tryna rip me out these balmains ain’t no flex seanny came up off that raw flame these snakes be tryna take me out that ball game pull up straight dealer plates flee the state do the dash drop ya t-tle we can race
cali bound king louie love the taste im at that money right now i can’t f-ckin wait let yo b-tch jump in that foriegn look like outer sp-ce she say she last man was too borin he ran outta cake let yo b-tch jumpin that foriegn look like outer sp-ce say her last man was too boring he ran outta cake coo coo !

- lil fame lyrics

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