"Helluva Move" lyrics
I feel your love is like a body high
C-C-Can't even break the [?], man I wish somebody tried
See, counting green ain't never felt this good
Big bro [?], man, I wish you would
I made it with this music, I ain't think I could
When I started rapping, ain't nobody understood
Super loaded, blunt rollin' when I'm in my hood
Bamboo papers, I rock papers, I don't smoke no woods
This that sound that they love, and I love it too
I made rapping more fun, made it more cool (More fun)
Be yourself, in that shadow, it'll clone you
My father raised me right, I told em', "I owe you"
That nigga raised me right, yeah he so oldschool
Girl I miss you, where you at? I'm finna phone you
Text, call, voicemail, I be on you
It was your personality that made me want you
All that other lil' shit is a plus, too
Who you think you supposed to be? Nigga fuck you
KFC all in my pockets, whole menu
If you workin' ain't no stoppin', you continue
I heard you stopped hating, I amend you
Broke nigga had to drop yo' car then go through
You bitches need to buy some land, talm bout', "Lulu"
The day my brother got shot, I prayed he pushed through
Th-Throwin' bands in her face, playin' peekaboo
The shit you did at 30 years old, I did at 22
Move my people out the trenches is a hell of a move
I'm high off all this dope, I'm a hell of a dude
We takin' all yo' bitches, we a hell of a crew
That's a hell of a move
Yo' bitch done ate me up, and it ain't even 2
That's a hell of a move
C-C-Can't even break the [?], man I wish somebody tried
See, counting green ain't never felt this good
Big bro [?], man, I wish you would
I made it with this music, I ain't think I could
When I started rapping, ain't nobody understood
Super loaded, blunt rollin' when I'm in my hood
Bamboo papers, I rock papers, I don't smoke no woods
This that sound that they love, and I love it too
I made rapping more fun, made it more cool (More fun)
Be yourself, in that shadow, it'll clone you
My father raised me right, I told em', "I owe you"
That nigga raised me right, yeah he so oldschool
Girl I miss you, where you at? I'm finna phone you
Text, call, voicemail, I be on you
It was your personality that made me want you
All that other lil' shit is a plus, too
Who you think you supposed to be? Nigga fuck you
KFC all in my pockets, whole menu
If you workin' ain't no stoppin', you continue
I heard you stopped hating, I amend you
Broke nigga had to drop yo' car then go through
You bitches need to buy some land, talm bout', "Lulu"
The day my brother got shot, I prayed he pushed through
Th-Throwin' bands in her face, playin' peekaboo
The shit you did at 30 years old, I did at 22
Move my people out the trenches is a hell of a move
I'm high off all this dope, I'm a hell of a dude
We takin' all yo' bitches, we a hell of a crew
That's a hell of a move
Yo' bitch done ate me up, and it ain't even 2
That's a hell of a move
