Corrección Letra Moving Too Fast par Pi’erre Bourne

Featuring(s) : Young Nudy

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Letra

[Intro: Pi'erre Bourne]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
You hear that, right?
Keep quiet

[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne & Young Nudy]
I hop in the booth with my gym shoes, I'm ballin, I run me a lap
She let a nigga play peek-a-boo, you didn't see none of that (Ooh)
All of my money is colorful, I thought we doin' some math (Ai)
You wanna fuck in my bedroom, baby, you movin' too fast (Ooh)
Took her to the hotel room and she started throwin' it back (Mmm)
Fuckin' with bitches like, follow me back
That's worser than callin' you back (Damn)
All of my money, it's all in the stacks (Damn)
I run it up, yeah (Damn, damn)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
Brought your ho' to the palace and I fucked that ho' in panties (The palace)
I was somewhere in Cali', smokin' on her best friend Kaly (For Kaly)
Got her pussy wet, you know, she drippin' like my jewels (My jewels)
Wake up, pop a pussy, like my two (Is that what I do?), yeah
I'm the truth and she knowin' what I do (Yeah)
Fuck her so good, I send that bitch right back to you (I sent that bitch right back to you)
Another bitch start playin' that peek-a-boo (Play that peek-a-boo)
Never see her again, yeah, never see her
At times she might see me, I got her friend (I got her friend)
It's gettin' too far so I buy the bitch when she got friends (Yeah, she got friends)
Kick and whippin' hoes, call them bitches twins (Call them bitches twins)
She love a slammer, I got "Ew" (I got "Ew")
Say she wanna shove me with her friend (Wanna shove me with her friend)
I love when two hoes at it, they go in (They go in)
I always gotta put my two cents in, and I— (Yeah, slime, slime)

[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
I hop in the booth with my gym shoes, I'm ballin, I run me a lap
She let a nigga play peek-a-boo, you didn't see none of that (Ooh)
All of my money is colorful, I thought we doin' some math (Ai)
You wanna fuck in my bedroom, baby, you movin' too fast (Ooh)
Took her to the hotel room and she started throwin' it back (Mmm)
Fuckin' with bitches like, follow me back
That's worser than callin' you back (Ooh)
All of my money, it's all in the stacks
I run it up, yeah

[Verse 2: Pi'erre Bourne]
Yeah (Ai), every time I pull up on you, look like you set me up
Ballin' like the fantasy league, you won't bet with us
I need like, two, three freaks that play 'round with cuffs
Fill her up like Thanksgiving, like she ate too much
She want Chanel stuff (Ayy)
I can grant you your desires if you suck me up
Shit, I will dress you if you swallow
My bitch bad, that's my boo, but it's not a problem
Stupid nigga, with your groovy nigga, shoot him and unfollow her
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I can fuck all these models (Yeah), boujee hoes get borrowed (Yeah)
I guess it's my turn, I'm gon' give her back tomorrow (Chill)
And my calendar (Yeah), I put some foreign cats
I guess it look wet today (Day), I make her water splash (Ooh)
I can tell you don't know who I am (No), you never seen all of this cash (Yeah)
She love the way that I'm rubbin' her skin (Ooh), after she hold you down (Yeah)
Pussy a pool, I'm jumpin' right in (Yeah), I do a flip in her cat
She wanna pile box events (Ai), and know I'm breakin' her back
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

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