spuria - move like this lyrics
[intro]
hitmaka
[chorus: ybn nahmir]
she bad, but clumsy
she want the bag and the money
late nights, no talkin’
pay the price when she walk in
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (ayy, ayy)
[verse 1: ybn nahmir]
i walked in h_lla fly, helicopter all on me
i told her she can back it up, i keep that chopper on me
i got weed on me, i got percs on me
baby, tell me what you drinkin’, everything on me
i ain’t trippin’ off them lil’ n_ggas way across the room
boy, i been gettin’ it crackin’, n_gga, don’t you see the wounds?
i got about twenty_five goons with me
so tell me how the f_ck a n_gga gon’ hit me? hah
[chorus: ybn nahmir & yung miami]
she bad, but clumsy
she want the bag (bag), and the money (money)
late nights (late nights), no talkin’ (nah, ayy)
pay the price (right), when she walk in (walk in)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (miami)
[verse 2: yung miami]
i need a n_gga with an m, huh
to match my drip, huh
i just got a bentley and a benz, huh
i make a rich n_gga taste it (taste it)
make him buy birkin bags, not gucci ’cause they racist (h_ll nah)
i f_ck him face down, ass up
bad b_tch and my cash up
type to make your n_gga d_ck stand up
put it in my guts, better f_ck it up (f_ck it up)
better not catch a nut, let me slurp it up
b_tch, i’m raw, not basic
ass fat but it look fatter when i’m naked
i wanna boss that’s low_key, not too loud
when he wanna link, he send a ticket, get me flewed out (period)
[chorus: ybn nahmir]
she bad, but clumsy
she want the bag (bag), and the money (money)
late nights (late nights), no talkin’ (nah, ayy)
pay the price (right), when she walk in (walk in)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up
[verse 3: tyga]
she gon’ make ten grand, how she pop it on me
i ain’t james harden, but i keep the rocket on me (bah)
i be ballin’ like chef, n_ggas not in my league (no)
how you get so bad? ’cause your mama a freak
wanna be like daddy, she remind me of me
and i l!ck it so sweet, whipped cream on your feet
drinkin’ s_x on the beach, got you wet on the ski
and your b_tch send me nudes, i can’t wait ’til we meet
i’m a nasty ass n_gga, gorilla
two b_tches twist on my d_ck like a twizzler
a n_gga like me stay hot through the winter
i told her we could link, hit me up after dinner
[chorus: ybn nahmir]
she bad, but clumsy
she want the bag (bag), and the money (money)
late nights (late nights), no talkin’ (nah, ayy)
pay the price (right), when she walk in (walk in)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up (she gon’ f_ck it up)
ayy, she gon’ f_ck it up, she gon’ f_ck it up
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