Middy Millionaire - GROOVE! Lyrics

Yeaaa
Yea, yea
Get in your groove
Get in your groove
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When your pockets freeze up
And the Devil ain't easing up
F*ck that shit, they ain't calling your bluff
An ironing board used to hold my stuff, like all my music stuff
F*ck that shit, we got it out the rough, out the mud, ya
Get in your groove
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Oh yeah, and keep your tool!
Handy Middy, what it do
Keep a hammer in the room
Let it blam if they tweak
I used to spam in popular tweets
Is this your bitch that sit betwixt?
Get in your groove
Get in y-, ha
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Get in your huh?
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Get in your groove!
Get in your groove!
Get in your groooooooove
Get in your groooooooove
Get in your groove, get in ya-
Get in your groove, get in ya-
Get in your groove
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Get in your grooooOOOOoooooooooooove
Get in your groove