Moving Too Fast Lyrics

[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 bout to 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 f*ck in my bedroom, baby, you movin' too fast (Ooh)
Took her to the hotel room and she started throwin' it back (Mmm)
f*ckin' 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 f*cked that ho' in palace (The palace)
I was somewhere in Cali', smokin' on her best friend Kaly (For Kaly)
Got her p*ssy wet, you know, she drippin' like my jewels (My jewels)
Make her pop her p*ssy, like my tool (Is that what I do?), yeah
I'm the truth and she knowin' what I do (Yeah)
f*ck 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 it with hoes, call them bitches twins (Call them bitches twins)
She love a slimer, 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 bout to 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 f*ck in my bedroom, baby, you movin' too fast (Ooh) Took her to the hotel room and she started throwin' it back (Mmm)
f*ckin' 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, 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 f*ck all these models (Yeah), boujee hoes get borrowed (Yeah)
I guess it's my turn, I'm gon' give her back tomorrow (Chill)
She in my calendar (Yeah), her p*ssy a forecast
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 oiled it(Yeah)
Her p*ssy 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?)

[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
I hop in the booth with my gym shoes, I'm bout to 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 f*ck in my bedroom, baby, you movin' too fast (Ooh)
Took her to the hotel room and she started throwin' it back (Mmm)
f*ckin' 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 (Ai)

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