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keep it movin - dae dae lyrics

[verse 1]
okay, me i’m ’bout the money, f-ck the fame yeah
i’ma stack the money with the gang yeah
smokin’ out that backwood like a tank, yeah
dae dae havin’ racks, b-tch what you think, yeah
know i gotta hit ’em with another one
no i cannot sit b-tch, i can’t cuddle up
yeah i know i’m rich but b-tch i’m harm as f-ck
and i’m on my sh-t, take care my mama, yeah
and i’m having kids, sh-t like five of ’em
and i copped a crib for all five of ’em
i gotta keep it real with all five of ’em
if i ain’t in the sprinter putting miles on it

[chorus]
know i’m in the trap with my mans ‘dem (in the trap)
you trippin’ ’bout this nat, she been ran through (’bout this nat)
i’m probably in the back, b-tch i’m grooving (in the back yeah)
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothing, keep it moving (keep it moving)
i might get mad when i’m losing (keep it moving)
i bounce back, b-tch i do this (just keep it moving)
if she ain’t bad and she ain’t boujee (she keep it moving)
moving, moving

[verse 2]
gang sh-t, pull up where you claim n-gg-
no main ho, my baby mama paid n-gg- (keisha)
no lames though, that’s just how i was raised n-gg- (believe ‘dat)
on the block with my motherf-ckin’ neighbors
i got a glock, that motherf-cker everywhere where i be
i put a rock in the trap with my daddy
stain sh-t, pull up take your stain n-gg-
blue flame, f-ck it make it rain n-gg-
anyway, you miss me with that lame sh-t (n-gg- no way)
i’m the type to pull up where you hangin’ (at your door way)
better sit up when i come in, i’ma make n-gg-s (sit up)
got a b-tch countin’ hundreds for the f-ckin’ kid (count them hundreds)

[verse 3]
all type of hustler, n-gg- hustling
in the trenches, on the block with all my cousins ‘dem
know that glock in my prescence, i ain’t trusting sh-t
i f-ck with opps, i f-ck with bloods, i f-ck with cuz ‘dem
n-gg-s hate but know it’s love, that’s on my end
knees scrubbed on that rug, i got my -ss kicked
out that mud like i’m suge
now i’m getting a dub even when the books bad
told this lil ho go’n with all that lame sh-t though
i’m tryna stack them hundreds with my gang gang
i was in miami with the homie quan and dae dae
they rollin’ plain jane
they on the same thing
said they lookin’ for me, i’m in the trap

- dae dae lyrics

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