DDG Moonwalking in Calabasas Remix lyrics english

DDG Moonwalking in Calabasas Remix lyrics english

 

[Verse 1: DDG]
Ballin’ since I was jit
Way before Oakland filmin’ the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Momma was strugglin’ paying the rent
I couldn’t help her with shit
Hate that I’m feelin’ so stuck in this bitch (Devo this shit hard)
Car broke down, can’t fix that shit
I cried at night, I’ll admit that shit
O2, old, I’ll whip that bitch

She left me ‘lone but I miss that bitch
If she text right now, I’ll hit that bitch
Old friends like “How you get that lit?”
Same old me but they think I switched
Fuck old friends I don’t know that bitch
Racks too big, can’t fold that shit
I ain’t get none when I owned that shit
Momma I told you we gon’ be okay
Whippin’ that Benz and she live in L.A
Tryna thank God but don’t know what to say

[Verse 2: Blueface]
Don’t call that lil ass place no estate
Unless it came with a pool and a gate
Check the rear before I pull in the gate
All my watches flooded just like a lake
Lately I’ve been showing up extra late
Rich nigga take her on a cheap date
4 for 4 Wendy’s get her a plate
Love when these nuts all up in her face
She say “Wow”, never met a nigga with dick in her house
Spit in her mouth, dick in and out with the choppa
In the couch for a rat or a mouse

[Chorus: DDG]
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it’s just a fraction
Spendin’ money for my satisfaction
Benjamin’s, we don’t fuck with Jackson’s

[Verse 3: DDG]
Bet when I dropped, they don’t post that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All good though, I’ma note that shit
When I blow you’ll owe me bitch
Humble ass nigga but I know I’m rich (Yeah, rich ass fuck)
Fuck that shit i know I’m lit
If we beef I fuck your bitch
All of the niggas I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they bitches and get ’em wet
Call her Uber, I hit ’em and send ’em back
Do it in silence cause players’ ain’t in to that
No, oh, I hit his bitch on the low, oh
She said your dick game was so slow
And she had told me your broke
 (That’s tuff)

[Verse 4: Blueface]
That’s tough, that’s tough
Blueface and DDG, hoes at the BnB
Watching a DvD, giving her dvd
2020 Wagon, A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Get too close, it go beep-beep-beep-beep-beep
Road runner all he heard was meep-meep-meep
Yoom, seven-fifty in the horse
Hopped off the porch and I crashed the Porsche
Hop out the bed and I smash the whore
Knock-knock guess who’s at the door
Oops, forgot I ordered that Dior (Bop)
Came in straight from Europe (Bop)

[Pre-Chorus: DDG]
Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want dick, she needy, freaky
I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini
She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah
Make me a wish no genie, genie
Vanish on niggas just like Houdini

[Chorus: DDG]
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it’s just a fraction
Spendin’ money for my satisfaction
Benjamin’s, we don’t fuck with Jackson’s

[Outro: DDG]
Benjamin’s, we don’t fuck with Jackson’s
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas

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