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mello buckzz - move lyrics

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[intro]
(hold up)
everybody get the f+ck up (hold up)
you got yo bottles? (hold up)
put them b+tches in the air (hold up)

[verse 1]
look, look, i say
i’m a gangster but off liquor imma throw this ass for sure
wave my pipe ’round in the air, i’m puttin’ my neck up on the floor
play the right song in this b+tch my sis them yelling out let’s go
ratchet sh+t on top of cars, we shakin’ ass and uppin’ rolls
look i say, go, lemme see that ass move
wanna see dat ass jiggle, you and all yo friends too
got one leg up on the car but i ain’t scuffin’ up my shoes
lil b+tts, thick hoes, all you b+tches betta move

[chorus]
look, i say
uh, move, uh, move, uh, move, move, move
uh, move, uh, move, uh, move, move

[verse 2]
know my city don’t play fair but i’m still twerkin’ at them red lights
they like buckzz you bappin, you a rapper get yo head right
p+ssy taste like water, off a perc he eat me err’ night
that n+gga know he stuck, he up them bucks and come back err’ fight
i can’t lie i’m groovy
xans and casa, it’s a movie
drunk off taylor port might teleport myself into some coochie
smackin’ b+tts that’s if you shake it on me girl watch how you move it
twin b+tts, call up chucky, i’m like sh+ggy he like scooby
[chorus]
i say
uh, move, uh, move, uh, move, move, move
uh, move, uh, move, uh, move, move

[verse 3]
watch with yo eyes you bet’ not touch
i got my gun its gon’ get wicked
d+mn, that lil’ booty movin’, drunk off liquor i might l!ck it
they say mello we can’t shake our ass to drill, we tryna to kick it
shake some ass, sip on my cup and throw it back up on my n+gga
booty clappin’, ari moves, his d+ck gettin’ harder than a tree
i put my hands up on my ankles, get to twirlin’, megan knees
this that real juke song, i prolly bap and lose my voice
i shake my ass and he start rubbin’ on it, got this p+ssy moist
i got merch up in my panties i can’t let you n+ggas have it
know i’m pretty and a tease so i might let a n+gga grab it
don julio me please
don’t fill my cup, i drive the boat
this sh+t done activated me and now my hand up on my throat
tongue out, look like i’m posin’
freaky sh+t, curl up my toes
and if i let him hit this p+ssy, know they put it on they noses
can’t compare myself to b+tches, i’m exotic you hoes not it
big back b+tches tryna mug, you and your friends be shaped like boxes
i say up down, up down, follow what i’m sayin’ (hold up)
bend it over, touch yo toes and shake that ass yo mama gave you (hold up)
come back up and make it clap, look like them booty cheeks is praying (hold up)
i ain’t gon’ bap, i like them b+tches who get drunk and get to shakin’ (hold up)
[outro]
uh, move, uh, move, uh, move, uh
move, uh, yeah, buckzz, this that real juke song
move, move, move, move, move, move
yeah, say this that real juke song



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