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DDG - Moonwalking in Calabasas lyrics

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Moonwalking in Calabasas by DDG


[Verse 1: DDG]
Ballin’ since I was jit
Way before Ultimate filmin’ the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Momma was strugglin’ paying the rent
I couldn’t help her with sh*t
Hate that I’m feelin’ so stuck in this b**ch (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**ch
She left me ‘lone but I miss that b**ch
If she text right now, I’ll hit that b**ch
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**ch
Racks too big, can’t fold that sh*t
I ain’t get none when I owned that sh*t
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 f**k with Jackson’s
[Verse 3: DDG]
Bet when I dropped, they don’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**ch
Humble ass nigga but I know I’m rich (Yeah, rich ass f**k)
f**k that sh*t i know I’m lit
If we beef I f**k your b**ch
All of the niggas I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they b**ches 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 b**ch 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 bee-bee-bee-bee-bee
Road runner all he heard was me-me-me
Yer, seven-fifty in the horse
Hopped out the Porsche 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 f**k with Jackson’s
[Outro: DDG]
Benjamin’s, we don’t f**k with Jackson’s
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas



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