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" Keep It Movin "



She looked up from the book she was reading

With the prettiest smile that I ever saw

Curly hair down her back

And her skin like cinnamon brown without a flaw

And man, those eyes

Made my heart stop in my chest

Then she said, "Hi"

And it was hard to catch my breath

I said, "Hey lil' mama

I don't mean to bother at all, my name is Chris" (Hello, hello)

And before she could answer

I said, "Don't say a word

Listen to this, I think you're fine"

And she cracked that smile again

Let's say goodbye to my homies and your friends



We can dip out

We can dip out alone, keep it moving

Do something fun, and keep it moving

Talk about life, about love, that's what's up (Oh, yeah)

Keep it moving (Oh)

Don't matter at all (All)

Wherever we go (Go)

Oh (No)

Girl, just come on, let's keep it moving



So we exchange numbers

I told her I'll be at her crib by a quarter to six

We can go get a bite, little lady

Or chill at the mall and catch a flick

If that's alright

She said, "As long I'm home by nine (Nine)

Whatever we do is fine"

I can't believe

I can't believe that she's here with me, no (Hey)

And God only knows

God only knows, how far we can go

I hope this night will go my way

I hope this night will go my way and we can do this everyday

And if I'm cool and take my time

Then I might just get a kiss goodnight, oh yeah



We can dip out alone, and keep it moving

Do something fun, and keep it moving (ha)

Talk about life, about love, that's what's up (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

And keep it moving (Oh)

It don't matter at all (All)

Wherever we go (Go)

Oh no (No)

Girl, just come on, let's keep it moving

" Leave Broke "



She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, Fresh!)

She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)

She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)

Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)



Ooh, baby, got a booty like a onion (good Lord)

In Secret Sunday, poppin' bottles, throwin' money

Lame niggas in the corner, broke, ballin' on a budget (ah)

Baby droppin' from the cellin', bust it open for a hunnid, you bad (racks)

Lookin' like you came out a pageant

All that ass, like you made by Stalin

Got all this cash like nigga was Italian

My car go fast, let me take you to my palace, skrrt

Her body marked up with ink (woo)

Brown skin with her weave

She a dope girl in the streets, freak in the sheets

Somethin' sweet to eat, sadity (what?)

Shoes by Fendi, fine like Kimmy

When she move, got a nigga hypnotized, no Biggie

She only fuck with bad boys like Diddy

So you wanna ride with me, top down through the city (haha)

Cuban links and gold Rollies

Birkin bags filled with dead homies

Damn, it's my type

But shawty, back that ass up for me, woadie

Workin' her body like she a pro

Twerkin' slow, touchin' her toes

Up and down on that pole

Got me throwin' bread 'til I go broke, woah, woah, woah, woah



She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, yeah)

She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)

She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)

Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)



Ha, girl, come and vibe with a rich nigga

I'm rockin' skinny jeans like it make my dick bigger

I pay 100 for that ass, I'm a sick nigga

I'm pourin' up the codeine, I don't sip liquor

Man, these fuck niggas ballin' on a budget

Bitches know that I been ballin' and I love it

Marshawn Lynch, I'm smokin' skittles in a bucket

Fruit Town with me, come and go two rounds with me, you know a fade is nothin'

I got a bitch with a body, call her bass and percussion

With my hands throwin' bands, she gon' stand for nothin'

You cuffin', you probably workin' with the man or somethin'

I'm African bandstand, how my niggas is drummin'

And you niggas wanna be like

Smokin' weed and flyin' on a G5

Bust a gun for my niggas from the east side

Nigga sling gold records like bean pies

I love them long nights when you up on the stripper pole

You know all my lil' niggas is trained to go

Dark night Lamborghini, red painted in gold

In the Wraith and it feel like a rodeo, oh

I'm throwin' 100s and givin' them babies, yeah

And if you drink what I drink, you think that I'm crazy



'Cause she workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)

She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)

She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)

Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)



Haha, it's Fresh

" Ayo (IamSu! Remix) "



I need you [8x]



Hbk the gang

Nothin' like these other lames

Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain

Gold teeth, wrist and chain

Brand new everything

You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane

They wanna know where I been, what I'm into

Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe

You can't stop us, don't even attempt to

Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do

Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone

Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her

Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone

Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone

Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me

Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me

So I could see her shake that ass

I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]



We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you



Ah! Aye babe this my new shit

I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing

If it don't make dollars it don't make sense

Z, wake up like I gotta get it

And I got a engine for a trunk space

I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways

7 different foreigns plus she no hablé

But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake

Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy

Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me

She too into me, I'm more into money

My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby

I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it

I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited

Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend

But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like



We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you



I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right

My chain shine brighter than a strobe light

I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice

If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike

A nigga ain't worried about nothin'

Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking

Money, decision-making only worried about stunting

She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing

I wanna see her body (body)

She said get inside of me

I wanna feel you baby (yeah)

Just bring the animal right out of me

We loving, she love it

Especially when I go down on her

Now we fucking, she thugging

Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)



We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you



Huh, look, alright

Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away

Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday

(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J

She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)

Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California

Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us

(Never been an outcast that stank on ya

From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)

We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican

Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians

(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)

Got your bitch, I'm that nigga

(Yeah we poppin' like)



We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you



This that fly shit, King shit only

Drop top, no roof – ah!

" Till The Morning "



Havin' a good day

Havin' a good day

Ha ha



It's a party on the weekend, know you been workin' hard all day

Now it's time to turn up, yeah, I know you feel the same

Baby, you just wanna go out, just to do a little dancin'

It's a shame you brought your man with you, know you feelin' kinda antsy



Let me show I got everythin' paid for

If he got a problem, I got way more

She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her

And I'ma give her everythin' she came for



'Til the morning

I'ma do my thing, girl, I ain't lyin'

We gon' do this 'til the morning

'Cause you're all I need, I don't need no sleep tonight

'Til the morning

Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired

We gon' do this 'til the morning

Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe

We gon' do it 'til the morning



Party, party, and put your glass in the air now

If you in love, make a toast, take your clothes off, put yo' ass in the air

This is the party, party, and I know you don't really do this all the time

Got your body on mine and your man over there lookin' mad as hell



Everythin' paid for

If he got a problem, I got way more

She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her

And I'ma give her everythin' she came for



'Til the morning

I'ma do my thing (Yeah), girl, I ain't lyin'

We gon' do this 'til the morning (Yeah)

'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Oh)

'Til the morning

Gon' and tell your friends (Friends) that I don't get tired (No, no)

We gon' do this 'til the morning

Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe

We gon' do it 'til the morning (Look, alright)



Okay, I got your nigga grillin' me the hardest

I'ma eat that pussy, girl, regardless

I stay down South like I'm from New Orleans

Spray up on them walls and them drawers like a artist

I got that long dick, nigga legendary

Where you get that ass from? Bet that it's hereditary

Pussy numb, speakin' in tongues, changin' your vocabulary

Callin' me her Valentine, it ain't even February

I got the antidote

I leave the condoms on the bed so her man'll know

I know he mad 'cause I'm bustin' on your cantaloupes

It's horses on the 'Rari but I'm checkin' camel toe, ha ha, look

No sleep, baby, we gon' pull a all-nighter

I got the weed and the liquor, girl, just bring the lighter

You gon' sing, baby, I'ma have you moanin'

It's just a warnin', I'm performin'



'Til the morning

I'ma do my thing (Yeah, thing), girl, I ain't lyin'

We gon' do this 'til the morning (Oh, girl)

'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Huh)

'Til the morning

Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired

We gon' do this 'til the morning

Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe

We gon' do it 'til the morning

" Invented Head "



In My Zone, In My Zone

Oh, Breezy

Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm & Streets

Rhythm & Streets

Trendsetter, Trensetter

Head champion, head champion, head

Baby

He-He-Head champion, head champion, head

What turn you on?

Head champion, head champion, head

Head champion, head champion, head

We can do that

Head champion, head champion, head

Hahaha

He-He-Head champion, head champion, head

I'm in my zone, baby, haha

Head champion, head champion, head

Believe that

Head champion, head champion, head (Gangsta Grillz)



Soon as I walked in the room, she was on me

Like, "Nigga, take them clothes off and put it on me" (Put it on me)

So I'm 'bout to go hard for real

Let me throw your ass on the bed and peel

Your pants, your shirt, panties and your bra

Right off of your body, and put you on the wall

Who you gonna call when you need the D?

You already know I'm a freak in the sheets, yeah



When we get back to the crib (Get back to the crib)

Upstairs in the bed (Upstairs to the bed)

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (Yeah)

That I'm a champion (I'm a winner)

I know how to get it done (Hell yeah)

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

I'ma make you think

You gon' think, you gon' think

You gon' think I invented head



I be having you singin' like opera

Put that soprano on your tone like opera

I use my tongue, yeah, I'm the cookie monster

You a Amazon so can you take this anaconda?

This the shit so I had to get it on this

Ain't even twenty-one, but I'm already on that grown shit

So can I lick it, lick it, lick it?

Why you think we in the kitchen?



When we get back to the crib (Get back to the crib, yeah, yeah)

Upstairs in the bed (Upstairs to the bed, oh)

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon', yeah)

Girl, you gon' think

That I'm a champion (Yeah)

I know how to get it done (Hell yeah)

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

Girl, you gon' think (You gon')

I'ma make you think

You gon' think, you gon' think

You gon' think I invented head



Yeah, when I kiss you

Yeah, yeah, when I lick you, oh, yeah

It's like la-la-la-la-la-la

It's like la-la-la-la-la-la

Baby (Yeah)

Yeah, when I touch you

You know that I'm gon' **** ya (Haha)



Head champion, head champion, head

He-He-Head champion, head champion, head (Yeah)

Head champion, head champion, head

Head champion, head champion, head

One hit, one hit, one (Trendsetter)

You won't get yours, you won't get it done

Yeah, yeah

Champion, champion, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Champion, champion, yeah-yeah-yeah

One hit, one hit, one

You won't get yours

I know how to get it done, yeah, yeah

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