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Going in Motion - Abracadabra (feat. Timmy No Limit) Lyrics



Going in Motion - Abracadabra (feat. Timmy No Limit) Lyrics
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Smoking the pack and you know it be sticky
Rollin round town suck yo grandmamas tittys
Yo daughter I'm the back and she get really busy
Sippin ciroc and it's getting me litty
These niggas be talking I shoot em like fifty
You know my shit yeah my bullets be sticky
Just like lil skies yeah I hustle like nipsey
(Yeah yeah yeah)
F*ck what you talking bout
Smashing yo mama now
Beam on the glizzy so you know we be popping out
Throwing these bands like it ain't even shit
All these bitches wanna suck on my dick
In this bitches bed her name was like vic
She went to bed and I bounced out real quick
Diamonds be dancing they moving real quick
Got that good D well here comes a pic
Abra cadapra got a stick Harry Potter
These Niggas ain't talking they know I'm thy farther
You know ima a g so I'm popping my collar
Stacking my chips gotta save every dollar
Got a light on the K and a scope on the chopper
You looking for beef just get you a whopper
The ice on my neck it be dripping like water
F*ck on yo main and you know that I Slaughter
And I'm breaking her back
Ride around town gotta keep me a Mac
You will get sacked like my last name is miller
F*cken and sipping yeah I am a sinner
Throwing these ones at yo hoe like a stripper
Making these bangers I'm getting much bigger
These bands coming in they be flowing in quicker
Bitch
Chasing for the check
All I do is flex
Throw on recs and the specs
Yeah
If you know that last bar you be a real one
Hop in the booth and I'm having like fun-fun
Keep me a strap yeah keep me a gun gun
Pull that bitch out and you better run-run
Hoes in the back seat
Smash them dip and we running like a track meet
Bitch
Abra cadapra yo bitch in my bed
F*cking her good then she giving me head
These Niggas be fake they be talking like the feds
You try to run up you get filled with this led
Run in the crib and then call you a med
Abra cadapra im making this money
Try to touch it say goodbye to yo tummy
Chopper be singing it going really dummy
This game is so simple
(How you saying it's so simple when we ain't even poppin)
Cause mothaf*cker I'm locked in
Its timmy no limit and you know that I drop in
F*ck over my squad you know that I pop in
Draco bullets hit you and it knock out yo noggin
All black like Batman and a sidekick like robin
I be spitting this shit and you know I ain't stopping
I'm buying some shit don't care bout the price
We cooking it up like some mf rice
Neck is so cold you might mistake it for ice
Looking up top and praying to Christ
I want to do this for the rest of my life
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Smoking the pack and you know it be sticky
Rollin round town suck yo grandmamas tittys
Yo daughter I'm the back and she get really busy
Sippin ciroc and it's getting me litty
These niggas be talking I shoot em like fifty
You know my shit yeah my bullets be sticky
Just like lil skies yeah I hustle like nipsey
(Yeah yeah yeah)
F*ck what you talking bout
Smashing yo mama now
Beam on the glizzy so you know we be popping out
Throwing these bands like it ain't even shit
All these bitches wanna suck on my dick
In this bitches bed her name was like vic
She went to bed and I bounced out real quick
Diamonds be dancing they moving real quick
Got that good D well here comes a pic
Abra cadapra got a stick Harry Potter
These Niggas ain't talking they know I'm thy farther
You know ima a g so I'm popping my collar
Stacking my chips gotta save every dollar
Got a light on the K and a scope on the chopper
You looking for beef just get you a whopper
The ice on my neck it be dripping like water
F*ck on yo main and you know that I Slaughter
And I'm breaking her back
Ride around town gotta keep me a Mac
You will get sacked like my last name is miller
F*cken and sipping yeah I am a sinner
Throwing these ones at yo hoe like a stripper
Making these bangers I'm getting much bigger
These bands coming in they be flowing in quicker
Bitch
Chasing for the check
All I do is flex
Throw on recs and the specs
Yeah
If you know that last bar you be a real one
Hop in the booth and I'm having like fun-fun
Keep me a strap yeah keep me a gun gun
Pull that bitch out and you better run-run
Hoes in the back seat
Smash them dip and we running like a track meet
Bitch
Abra cadapra yo bitch in my bed
F*cking her good then she giving me head
These Niggas be fake they be talking like the feds
You try to run up you get filled with this led
Run in the crib and then call you a med
Abra cadapra im making this money
Try to touch it say goodbye to yo tummy
Chopper be singing it going really dummy
This game is so simple
(How you saying it's so simple when we ain't even poppin)
Cause mothaf*cker I'm locked in
Its timmy no limit and you know that I drop in
F*ck over my squad you know that I pop in
Draco bullets hit you and it knock out yo noggin
All black like Batman and a sidekick like robin
I be spitting this shit and you know I ain't stopping
I'm buying some shit don't care bout the price
We cooking it up like some mf rice
Neck is so cold you might mistake it for ice
Looking up top and praying to Christ
I want to do this for the rest of my life
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Writer: Timothy Sedillo
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Performed By: Going in Motion
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Timothy Sedillo

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