Corrección Letra Moonwalking in Calabasas (YG Remix) par YG

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Ballin' since I was jit
Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Mama was strugglin' paying the rent
I couldn't help her wIth sh*t
Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this b*t*h (Devo this sh*t hard)
Car broke down, can't fix that sh*t
I cried at night, I'll admit that sh*t
O2, old, I'll whip that b*t*h
She left me 'lone but I miss that b*t*h
If she text right now, I'll hit that b*t*h
Old friends like "How you get that lit?"
Same old me but they think I switched
f**k old friends, I don't know that b*t*h
Racks too big, can't fold that sh*t
Hand get numb when I hold that sh*t
Mama I told you "we gon' be okay"
Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A (Uh)
Tryna thank God but don't know what to say (Wow)

My n***as gon' slide, better pray for the opps (Better pray for the opps, n***a)
Like Marriam street, moonwalk yo' block (Wе hit yo' block, n***a)
Just spent four hunnid and somebody gettin' shot (You gon' gеt popped n***a)
Covid-19, yeah, the body gon' drop (Them bodies gon' drop n***a)
Bloodwalkin' through the Calabasas (Ayy)
I'm tryna hit me a Kardashian (Ayy)
Took her to the trap, f**k her on the Mattress (Ayy)
I heard Kris Jenner love this blackness

Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a n***a want some action
Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction
Spendin' money for my satisfaction
Benjamin's, we don't f**k with Jackson's

Bet when I drop they won't post that sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All good though I'ma note that sh*t
When I blow, you'll owe me b*t*h
Humble ass n***a but I know I'm rich (Yeah, rich as f**k)
f**k that sh*t, I know I'm lit
If we beef I f**k yo' b*t*h
All of the n***as I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they b*t*hes and get 'em wet
Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back
Do it in silence 'cause players ain't into to that
No-o, I hit his b*t*h on the low
She said your d**k game was "so-so"
And she had told me you broke (That's tough)

Y-Y-Yeah, that's tough, n***a (Ayy)
I'm really hip ain't gotta stunt, n***a (Ayy)
Five milli' this month, I'm in a foreign, my trunk in the front, n***a (Woah)
Plus my baby mama bad (Bad)
All my b*t*hes be mad (Mad)
Put her in a "baby mama" G Wag' (G Wag')
They like "how I compete with that" (Woah)
Me and Kyrie hit the same b*t*h (b*t*h)
Me and Justin Bieber got the same manager (Ew)
I'm a felony with a stripe but I'm banded up (I'm a bandit, yeah)
Gotta call Drake to get in Canada (Ooh)
Braggin' 'bout yo' house, got cameras (Got cameras)
You could get smoked on camera (Get smoked)
f**k all the opps, get 'em bandaged up (f**k all the opps)
Hit his b*t*h all night, I got stamina, n***a

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want d**k, she needy, freaky
I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini
She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah
Make me a wish no genie, genie
Vanish on n***as just like Houdini

Benjamin's, we don't f**k with Jackson's
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas

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