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Groovy Music Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
I'm on a whole nother wave with this shit, huh
Finna get even more versatile with this shit, even more different, feel me
I'ma bring the whole bunch, you know what I'm saying
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, shit, uh, uh
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm pourin' wock and tris, keep these hoes out my mix
I'm laid back, tappin' the gas while I wait for my quagen hit
Yeah, she said she tired of nonchalant ways, so I gotta badder bitch
I'm trickin' off like every day, so she ain't sayin' shit
Pass me my dirty soda, I'm in a gas aroma
This lil' bitch gave me head so good, I know she got diplomas
I was beatin' that pussy so damn good, I put shawty in a coma
I told my sharks, go get it done, they spent out in Tacomas
Yeah, yeah, alright, alright, hmm, okay, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, hmm, yeah
I be havin' my clientele so high, them prices through the roof
These niggas gas ain't hittin' for real, these niggas smokin' poof
You wanna come with me, boo
I'm out here teachin' lil mama the ropes, she see just how I do
These niggas ain't really havin' for real, that old shit was a fluke
And the way I'm massagin' all her walls, she gon' sing like a flute
You feel me
I ain't gon' lie, you feel me
This shit, this shit won't never all easy, though, you know
But you gotta go through some shit, to get where you wanna be, you feel me
I done, I done be battlin' shit all the time, you feel me
I battle shit, I don't even talk about it, I keep shit so P, you feel me
I be hidin' behind a smile, though, but it is what it is, you feel me
I won't never complain about my situation, shit, I ask for this shit
You gotta go through something to get where you wanna be, you feel me
Yeah, I'm bustin' bows and bows and bows, I'm gettin' lows and lows
I got these bitches crackin' codes, got love for all my hoes
And this lil' bitch got way too much mileage, get her tires towed
And these niggas flex, same bankroll, I know that money old
Lil' bro, that money old, I got an interracial bankroll
I bet that shit won't fold, and when them plays come hit my phone
You know I beat the road, and I don't really hang with too many niggas
Just me, Cam, Cade and Zo, better act like you know