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turn left turn right - smoove'l lyrics

[intro]
shout out datboi n*gga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
gang, gang, gang, on gang
mmm, she got a body like nicki, ooh baby
give me the addy then i’m poppin’ up

[chorus]
once i get the location
turn left, turn right
mmm, then i’m pullin’ off
i’m movin’ wop, movin’ wop
i got a drop from a chop
she like a n*gga who pockets be bigger
a vet with the strokes and be making her thicker
and do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want)
yeah, yeah
baby who f*ckin’ with me, ain’t no competitor
sh*tting on opps, getting this guap, i’m way ahead of them
yeah, yeah
she got a n*gga, and i got a b*tch, it ain’t no tellin’ though
i’m feeling very elite, n*ggas know i got the streets

[verse]
i’m married to fashion
uh, uh, uh, i’m breaking her back in
i’m hearing she got a body like nicki, she got a body like riri
but none of that matter if the p*ssy is wack
if your p*ssy trash, b*tch i’ma spit on your back
if it’s not wet on to the next
i’m too lit of a n*gga, i can’t be attached
i be stylin’, i’m flexin’ with racks
i got money i know how to act
i’ma go put it up
i don’t care if i’m rich, if you owe me i want it back
i see them crackin’ fours we gon’ start a fight
we gon’ end up and end the whole litty night
boom, bow, i’ma drop his ass
boom, bow, i got the back
i gotta chill where my n*ggas at, the whole gang eat, i break bread
yeah we be arguin’ and sh*t, but it would not be about a b*tch
i think she winning cause she got no flaws
ain’t no competing she badder than all
her hair to her ass, all of that cute sh*t
and not any n*gga could get in her drawers
she my type, she the one i like
pull up on me, baby
i wanna f*ck, i wanna f*ck
[chorus]
once i get the location
turn left, turn right
mmm, then i’m pullin’ off
i’m movin’ wop, movin’ wop
i got a drop from a chop
she like a n*gga who pockets be bigger
a vet with the strokes and be making her thicker
and do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want)
yeah, yeah
baby who f*ckin’ with me, ain’t no competitor
sh*tting on opps, getting this guap, i’m way ahead of them
yeah, yeah
she got a n*gga, and i got a b*tch, it ain’t no tellin’ though
i’m feeling very elite, n*ggas know i got the streets

- smoovel lyrics

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