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Spinning Video (MV)




Performed By: Sovember Neventh
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Irvin Mulbah
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Sovember Neventh - Spinning Lyrics
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So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
Spin these hoes like wheels
So much ice it gave me chills (Brr)
Ya bitch was ridin' me sayin' my dick givin' er' thrills
So much jewelry on my body, wonder where my wrist go (Where)
If you set the bar high, tell me why we playin' limbo (Why)
Gang way too fly, we sky high, no limit shit too simple
Tiway produced it so let's beat the beat up like it's kenpo
White diamonds look like mentos (Blanco)
Ridin' in the bento (Mercedes)
Bitches put you in friend zone
I'm end zone with my kinfolk (Haha)
Bitches fall in love with proximity,
Better keep yours out my vicinity
Lucky I sent er back, she was feelin' me
Lame niggas sick don't trip I got the remedy
You in her DM spittin' all this sweet shit (Why)
She in mine tellin' me some freak shit
I got the bone off the bitch on some G shit
Can't walk in my shoes but tell me if the tee fit
Niggas playin' defense, and I still hit they bitches (Still)
Prescriptions got a nigga mental spinnin'
Hoes gone wait in line, they attention pendin'
Rich nigga tendencies, addicted to spendin'
I could see the hate, through these Cartier lenses (Clear)
F*ck with a nigga who independent
Gettin' to the money be my only mission
I'm just tryna pay my mom and daddy pension (Gone)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
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English

So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
Spin these hoes like wheels
So much ice it gave me chills (Brr)
Ya bitch was ridin' me sayin' my dick givin' er' thrills
So much jewelry on my body, wonder where my wrist go (Where)
If you set the bar high, tell me why we playin' limbo (Why)
Gang way too fly, we sky high, no limit shit too simple
Tiway produced it so let's beat the beat up like it's kenpo
White diamonds look like mentos (Blanco)
Ridin' in the bento (Mercedes)
Bitches put you in friend zone
I'm end zone with my kinfolk (Haha)
Bitches fall in love with proximity,
Better keep yours out my vicinity
Lucky I sent er back, she was feelin' me
Lame niggas sick don't trip I got the remedy
You in her DM spittin' all this sweet shit (Why)
She in mine tellin' me some freak shit
I got the bone off the bitch on some G shit
Can't walk in my shoes but tell me if the tee fit
Niggas playin' defense, and I still hit they bitches (Still)
Prescriptions got a nigga mental spinnin'
Hoes gone wait in line, they attention pendin'
Rich nigga tendencies, addicted to spendin'
I could see the hate, through these Cartier lenses (Clear)
F*ck with a nigga who independent
Gettin' to the money be my only mission
I'm just tryna pay my mom and daddy pension (Gone)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
So much on my mind it got me feelin' like I'm fadin' away (Gone)
My ex on my line I stand back smooth and then I fade away
Spinnin', spinnin', spin these hoes like wheels
I won't spend a dime you spendin' money on they meals (Why)
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Writer: Irvin Mulbah
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