Move Me Move Me
• Written by BDeez
Move me move me,
On some king shit,
Can you find the beat?
Best believe it,
It’s a lullaby on patrol,
Get ready with your words
Another one down the hole and I’m ready to go,
No more of your storytelling
What are you waiting for, heaven?
One more stop at the 7-eleven
The paper chasing never ending,
The broke muthafuckers thinking it,
and the rich fools confiscating shit,
Ain’t that some shit!
Fried banana waste of time, man
Move me to Puerto Rico where I can enjoy myself,
You’re too late to engorge yourself,
Frosted flake, penetrate or evaporate
Testing testing, faceless caresses
Must have it!
In a haste no debate give me a plate of that.
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BDeez
Member since March 5 2014