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$uavai - Way Up Lyrics



$uavai - Way Up Lyrics




I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, they so wishy washy, I don't want them around me
Nigga crash out bout a bitch, I don't want him round me
I'm moonwalking, 7am moonwalkin yeah , oh yeah I'm moonwalkin
Moonwalkin, take a few drugs, right off the wake up
Hit this hoe straight off the wake up, hit her once tell her hasta luego
Your love is like paraphernalia, and my mind gets stuck you're a bad drug
I thought it was pure love, figured out it was all lust
Now look at everything falling apart, we turned into strangers
Gunslinger, Texas ranger, told bro you bet not draw yours
Oh if you draw down, I'm a send you way up, I'm a send you way up
So high that I'm way up, so fried that I'm way up
I'm way up, I'm way up, I'm way up
I done got my weight up, got my chin up, I don't give no f*cks
Got to keep the glock tuck, bet not run up I'll bust
These niggas act so crazy, I don't know why
They ain't on none, so why they act so fake throwed?
Know this Glock that I got, know this bitch got rust cause I keep bustin yeah

Moonwalkin, take a few drugs, right off the wake up
Hit this hoe straight off the wake up, hit her once tell her hasta luego
Your love is like paraphernalia, and my mind gets stuck you're a bad drug
I thought it was pure love, figured out it was all lust
Now look at everything falling apart, we turned into strangers
Gunslinger, Texas ranger, told bro you bet not draw yours
Don't care what they think about me, let everybody paint they pictures
Ride around Atlanta, know a nigga got to keep a blammer
Trying to put on for my city, something like Nick Saban
Can't link you baby, I don't trust none, I cant go for none
Went from a 9, to a .45, to a .40
I done did a couple robbing, and juggin, finesse god
Can't get me, oh no, triple cross little bro
Catch that boy on Glenwood, almost took they car
Couldn't take them glocks yeah, put a barrel to his head and tell em give that shit up
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I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, moonwalkin, moonwalkin
I'm moonwalkin, they so wishy washy, I don't want them around me
Nigga crash out bout a bitch, I don't want him round me
I'm moonwalking, 7am moonwalkin yeah , oh yeah I'm moonwalkin
Moonwalkin, take a few drugs, right off the wake up
Hit this hoe straight off the wake up, hit her once tell her hasta luego
Your love is like paraphernalia, and my mind gets stuck you're a bad drug
I thought it was pure love, figured out it was all lust
Now look at everything falling apart, we turned into strangers
Gunslinger, Texas ranger, told bro you bet not draw yours
Oh if you draw down, I'm a send you way up, I'm a send you way up
So high that I'm way up, so fried that I'm way up
I'm way up, I'm way up, I'm way up
I done got my weight up, got my chin up, I don't give no f*cks
Got to keep the glock tuck, bet not run up I'll bust
These niggas act so crazy, I don't know why
They ain't on none, so why they act so fake throwed?
Know this Glock that I got, know this bitch got rust cause I keep bustin yeah

Moonwalkin, take a few drugs, right off the wake up
Hit this hoe straight off the wake up, hit her once tell her hasta luego
Your love is like paraphernalia, and my mind gets stuck you're a bad drug
I thought it was pure love, figured out it was all lust
Now look at everything falling apart, we turned into strangers
Gunslinger, Texas ranger, told bro you bet not draw yours
Don't care what they think about me, let everybody paint they pictures
Ride around Atlanta, know a nigga got to keep a blammer
Trying to put on for my city, something like Nick Saban
Can't link you baby, I don't trust none, I cant go for none
Went from a 9, to a .45, to a .40
I done did a couple robbing, and juggin, finesse god
Can't get me, oh no, triple cross little bro
Catch that boy on Glenwood, almost took they car
Couldn't take them glocks yeah, put a barrel to his head and tell em give that shit up
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Writer: Suavai Havin
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Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Suavai Havin
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