Gotta Move ft. Royal Roger Lyrics

Blunt in the whip,

I'ma crack the window,

Killed the pussy, that bitch a widow

Life is a race, I'm caught in the middle

Never get up, yeah not even a little

Red Rari chillin' with the top down

Jamaican bitch givin' me top now

Keep it goin' bitch, don't stop now

She asked me to eat it, got shot down

Broke her heart, she said, you hurtin' me

I'm curvin' you, bitch, ain't no curvin' me

7-Eleven, she slurpin' me

Yo, bitch, come and kick it with me

Abstinent shorty, I get it

But one hour later, still hit it

The beat or the cooch, I'ma spit it

Hot boxing the blocks and I spin em

I'm ridin' slow, my eyes low

Right next to me is a pretty hoe

In a 35, I go 44

Fly coast to coast, she at show to show

Bitch to bitch, hoe to hoe

Some player shit, you know how it go

I'm smokin' dro, and I'm movin' slow

And we run it' back to some TV

Slice a motherfucker like Kimbo

Man damn broke he done hop out the rental

Been havin' a vision, this shit sentimental Bitch real bad, she drop it like a limbo

Shorty, is you tryin' to kick it?

I need that shit wet like a spickit

I pour the tequila, then sip it

I'm movin' a mile a minute

Tick-tock on a bitch, time's up, gotta move I've been playin' it smooth

I got some feelings for you

Don't matter what we gon' do

We in the whip and we cruisin'

Bitch, I be blasting' my music

I'm goin' hard to the end, yeah

Bitch, I might cop me a Benz, yeah

But I gotta stay on the down-low

Bitch, you know I drive that home

That night, it was on sight, let you go,

That is the way that it goes

All of these hoes, I don't need them in my life I'll be alright, I'll be alright

I'm drinkin' a bottle tonight

I do what I want to,

My dreams they come true

No matter what I do, I will end up at the light Diamonds hitting see that shit

Across the room

I went way up, so I end up on the moon

I got bars, I don't need the auto-tune

But I like the way it sounds, that's the truth I've been havin' talks with your hoe

And you know that she really callin' me

She ask me if I want to smoke weed

But really, she just wants some fuckin' D

Time's up, this bitch, she really gotta move

I've been tellin' the truth

She really wasn't for you

Yeah, but she comin' for me

She don't really wanna say

She like it better my way