DeeKay Rich - Move Around Repeat (feat. SoWise95TheKing) Lyrics

Play Bacardi type of beat Need a Barbie type of freak
If you buy it, wait it be Bitch, I'm strictly on this cheese
Daughter and son, they gotta eat I'ma get them what they need
Turn them quarters into bees Yeah, I did it off the weed

Hitters poppin' out them bushes If you f*ck around with me
Mind focused on the bag I shoot moves around with, moves around with
I shoot moves around with, moves around with I shoot moves around with, moves around with
Promise I'll repeat Get your belt here cause it ting

Leave your life spent on this thing Boy, don't play around with me
If you buy it, wait it be All that talkin' shit is cheap
Met a bitch in Tennessee She come in here to f*ck with me
Yeah, actions Speak louder than words, baby

You independent, you gon' get what you deserve, baby
Trust some shit you just can't get That shit is earned, baby
You just gotta listen And tell them what you learned, baby
I use blues to feel this safe Ain't no clues left for the case

Play it smart and watch you hate Since they ain't smart, they can't relate
Hands inside, they can't evade I don't care about what y'all think
I'm an artist with this shit So watch a nigga demonstrate
Play Bacardi type of beat Need a Barbie type of freak

If you buy it, wait it be Bitch, I'm strictly on the sheets
Daughter and son, they gotta eat I'ma get them what they need
Turn them quarters into peas Yeah, I did it off the weed
Hitters poppin' out them bushes If you f*ck around with me

Mind focused on the bag I shoot moves around with, moves around with
I shoot moves around with, moves around with I shoot moves around with, moves around with
I shoot moves, we in the movie Tryna get groovy, she in the mood
Yeah, we into it Every day, ooh, yeah

This how we do it Baby, you lose me
Mind your business Teachin' me students
She wanna zip, callin' me music Nickel it down, I was influenced
High as a kite, girl, you know what you doin' Look how she movin', just turn it up

Move it around, repeat Pick it up, put it on grind
You heat, she know it, it be super strong Got me, oh, is that loud
Ain't no quiet in She want it, then we are a choir
And I get it, I got it, you got it, yeah Baby, just want it more time for real

So I can remind my time is real, yeah
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Yeah, Riccardi type of beat Need a Barbie type of freak

If you bought it, where'd it be? Bitch, I'm strictly on this
She's daughter and son, they gotta eat I'ma get them what they need
Turn them quarters into bees Yeah, I did it off the wheat
Hitters poppin' out them bushes If you f*ck around with me

My f*ck is on the bag I shoot moves around with, moves around with
I shoot moves around with, moves around with I shoot moves around with, moves around with
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