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lirik lagu move out the way – lames

[intro: lames]
we’ll now begin the push*up section. ready? begin
yuh, yuh, aye, aye

[chorus: lames, sadfriendd]
okay, like, move out of the way
movin’ like i’m on a stage
i’m too smooth, i don’t play
your b*tch hit my line today
i drift out on the road
money up, i never fold
she bring it back, time to go
what’s her name? like, i don’t know
move out of the way
movin’ like i’m on a stage
i’m too smooth, i don’t play
your b*tch hit my line today
i drift out on the road
money up, i never fold
she bring it back, time to go (wait, wait, i’m sad!)
what’s her name? like, i don’t know

[verse 1: sadfriendd]
swervin’ in the tc (yeah), coilovers on my whip (aye)
got a bad b*tch at the crib (aye, yeah, aye), and she on my d*ck
mr. miyagi your b*tch (aye, yeah, aye), i f*ck and arigato
i’m at the crib and i’m chillin’ with his b*tch, i got hoes
domo arigato, mr. roboto
shawty transformin’ (yeah, wait), she turnin’ into a thot, bro
got a b*tch at the crib and shawty giving me top (aye), though
top speed i be in the whip with the nos
don’t tease me, jdm whip too speedy
bad b*tch came to the crib (yuh, aye), she wanna eat me
she a lame ass b*tch, i’m gettin bored like a ouija
and i came in with that pipe, b*tch, i’m feelin’ like luigi
wait, they can’t keep at my pace, uhm
tell that b*tch get out my face, wait
i got a glock and it sit on my waist
if he talkin’ that sh*t then that boy get erased, wait
[chorus: lames]
move out of the way
movin’ like i’m on a stage
i’m too smooth, i don’t play
your b*tch hit my line today
i drift out on the road
money up, i never fold
she bring it back, time to go
what’s her name? like, i don’t know

[verse 2: ssijshmael]
he ain’t tryna fight (ah)
your b*tch ride my d*ck like bike
beat it up like ike (b*tch)
moonwalkin’ just like mike (ha)
b*tch, it’s on sight
slow down the car, turn off the lights (huh?)
ain’t gon’ say it twice
these p*ssies moist, they need some rice (b*tch)
electrify like raichu, write your b*tch a haiku
nutted in her mouth and she eat it like hi*chew (yo)
smokin’ on bath salts, f*ck around and bite you (haha)
throwin’ out molotovs, hope it don’t strike you
on a k!ll streak, b*tch, might f*ckin’ knife you
he don’t want beef, oscar mayer’s, i’m michael
austin powers, you n*ggas bein’ my mini me’s
n*ggas eat sh*t like a f*ckin’ human centipede
[chorus: lames]
move out of the way
movin’ like i’m on a stage
i’m too smooth, i don’t play
your b*tch hit my line today
i drift out on the road
money up, i never fold
she bring it back, time to go
what’s her name? like, i don’t know
move out of the way
movin’ like i’m on a stage
i’m too smooth, i don’t play
your b*tch hit my line today
i drift out on the road
money up, i never fold
she bring it back, time to go
what’s her name? like, i don’t know

- lames

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