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Moves! Video (MV)




Performed By: Vietto
Length: 2:06
Written by: T. Irvin




Vietto - Moves! Lyrics




I dont care what you got to say
Im bout a bag like santa sleigh
And by the way thats everyday
We cook it up like creme brulee
Just give me top but no toupay
This activist not chardonnay
We making moves and making plays
Stay in your place or get erased

I do the dash i do the race
Cant talk to me get out my face
No Milk but imma make some shake
My bitch rich just like Tina Fey
And like makeup i beat her face
Walk in the place with knots no lace
Got big bands I feel like Bill Gates
I bank with Wells Fargo not Chase
I just took your bitch out on a date
Wait, I didnt mean to say
Dropped her cuz she giving me headaches
Now these niggas asking for my rates
Your boyfriend was snitching to the jakes
He got robbed thats why he saw you late
I ran off on him with no trace
I snatched it right up in his face

Bitch can you please give me some space
These bands cant fit in a briefcase
You sneak dissing, say it face to face
Pvyso made the beat and drop the bass
Big Bank taking a lil bank
And no debate beat him eight gates
I havent ate i need a plate
Moving the freight its heavyweight

I dont care what you got to say
Im bout a bag like santa sleigh
And by the way thats everyday
We cook it up like creme brulee
Just give me top but no toupay
This activist not chardonnay
We making moves and making plays
Stay in your place or get erased
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I dont care what you got to say
Im bout a bag like santa sleigh
And by the way thats everyday
We cook it up like creme brulee
Just give me top but no toupay
This activist not chardonnay
We making moves and making plays
Stay in your place or get erased

I do the dash i do the race
Cant talk to me get out my face
No Milk but imma make some shake
My bitch rich just like Tina Fey
And like makeup i beat her face
Walk in the place with knots no lace
Got big bands I feel like Bill Gates
I bank with Wells Fargo not Chase
I just took your bitch out on a date
Wait, I didnt mean to say
Dropped her cuz she giving me headaches
Now these niggas asking for my rates
Your boyfriend was snitching to the jakes
He got robbed thats why he saw you late
I ran off on him with no trace
I snatched it right up in his face

Bitch can you please give me some space
These bands cant fit in a briefcase
You sneak dissing, say it face to face
Pvyso made the beat and drop the bass
Big Bank taking a lil bank
And no debate beat him eight gates
I havent ate i need a plate
Moving the freight its heavyweight

I dont care what you got to say
Im bout a bag like santa sleigh
And by the way thats everyday
We cook it up like creme brulee
Just give me top but no toupay
This activist not chardonnay
We making moves and making plays
Stay in your place or get erased
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Writer: T. Irvin
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