paroles de chanson Keep It Moving - Meek Mill, Rick Ross & Wale feat. Ab-Soul & Magazeen
[-
Ab-Soul
(Wale):]One
time
for
my
real
niggas,
yeah
they
fuckin'
with
me
Yeah
they
fuckin'
with
me
Two
times
for
the
fake
niggas,
y'all
ain't
fuckin'
with
me
That's
the
reason
they
ain't
fuckin'
with
me(One
time
for
the
real
niggas,
who
fuckin'
with
me
Yeah
they
fuckin'
with
me
Two
times
for
the
fake
niggas,
they
ain't
fuckin'
with
me
That's
the
reason
they
ain't
fuckin'
with
me
Keep
it
movin')Now
what's
my
name
ho?
(Soulo)
Pretty
please,
no
photos
P.
Y.
T.
My
lady,
Michael
Jackson
in
the
80's
Moonwalkin'
music
legend,
curly-headed
Jay
ZWale
tell
these
niggas
"
Keep
it
movin'"(And
I
do
so,
no
complainin'
Perusin'
in
my
zoomin'
souped-out
Coupe
like
I'm
Bruce
Wayne
in
here
No
stains
in
this
No
matter
what
handkerchief,
they
bang
with
us)
Pirus
and
Locs
confusin'
folks
They
ain't
got
the
brain
for
us
Be
safe,
my
nigga(We
all
came
from
the
same
militia
Okay
now
things
have
picked
up
Shit
tough
but
I
ain't
gonna
switch
up
Trick
nah,
niggas
keep
females,
givin'
free
Chanel
like
cable
lifta'
Fuck
all
that
label
shit
dawg
Wale
you
in
a
great
position)
Soulo,
Soulo
in
the
cut
and
I
don't
give
a
fuck
like
castration
Look
deep
inside
yourself,
I'm
sure
you'll
feel
my
presence
I'm
more
spiritual
than
lyrical;
that's
my
confession
One
time
for
my
real
niggas
New
colorful
ass,
hunnit
dollar
bill
niggas(Hugh
Hefner
doesn't
have
This
plethora
of
women
to
stab
And
it's
not
a
thing
I
got
more
game
than
Mattel
nigga
Let
me
tell
you
niggas
decent
advice:
If
you
can
book
her,
then
I
ain't
read
her
right
Go
see
her
tonight
Shit,
I'll
pay
for
your
tele
and
get
you
a
flight
I'll
be
damned,
a
bitch
is
dreamy
and
I
ain't
give
'em
no
pipe)
Pipe
dreams
turn
to
overnight
celebrities
I
could
walk
on
water,
fuck
your
phony
seven
seas(Pussy
nigga
sellin'
drugs)
When
I'm
out
here
sellin'
syllables
to
silly
seventeen
year-olds
The
greatest
story
never
told
The
flow,
patent
like
my
black
11's
though
My
fantasy
is
Angelina
mixed
with
Mrs.
Angelou
Niggas
trap
all
week
to
try
and
meet
the
status
quo
It's
like
Home
Depot
clearance
man
it's
cheap
to
let
them
hammers
go
Bang,
bang
Bang,
bang,
Chief
Keef
Three
hundred
ways
you
can
lay
underneath
yee
Six
feet,
what's
that,
three
people?(Yeah
nigga,
shit's
deep
Squeeze,
squeeze
All
my
young
G's
bumpin'
Lil
Reese
Say
on
the
top,
it's
just
us,
nigga
You
got
Ciroc,
it's
alright,
I
know
Puff,
nigga)
Bad
Boy,
Good
luck,
nigga(A
couple
women
in
here
with
no
inhibitions
would
be
clutch
nigga
If
you
real,
are
you
fuckin'
with
that?
I'm
real
Hip-Hop,
is
still
runnin'
the
map
Keep
it
movin'
huh)Pour
my
liquor
up,
roll
me
a
JI'm
in
my
zone,
fuck
with
me,
real
nigga
Wha?
Aye
Magazeen(Real
nigga
say,
yeah,
yeah)
Hold
that
It's
that
mothafuckin'
groovy
every
blue
moon
tune-age
I
want
it
to
feel
like
some
90's
shit
now
Aye
Mag
get
me
with
that
90's
flowI
got
morphine
in
the
street,
when
we
steppin'
in
here
Makin'
money,
spot
the
papa,
but
it
neva
enough
Fuck
around
and
pass
ti
place,
while
ya
just
bite
the
dust
Real
niggas[-
Magazeen:]Every
blue
moon,
MMG,
Wallaby,
TDEWe
keep
it
tweakin'
Life
pon
the
Dashiki
Every
Versace,
take
off
the
girls'
dem
panties
Lick
her
up,
roll
that
JI'm
in
my
zone,
fuck
with
me
Real
niggas
1 Cream
2 The Get Back
3 Black Bottles
4 Presley
5 I Like It
6 The Deep End
7 Keep It Moving
8 Often
9 You Mean
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