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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cruel Santino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cruel Santino
Composer
Osayaba Ize-Iyamu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cruel Santino
Executive Producer
Lyrics
How could you move so fast Gully
How could you party when the seasons were naughty
How could you move so fast Gully
How could you party when the seasons
Yeh the deep deep breeze
Enter me me me
Aww Breathe Breathe Breathe
Yeh the Leap Lead
Coming for the deep deep breeze
Hard to reach reach reach
Aww Breathe Breathe Breathe
It goes deep deep
Yeh my time is coming i can feel the breeze
Got the po po chasing but i'm beating the meter
Monster boy sergeant i feel supreme
Tities be coming. Now get me Maria
Coming we straight from the road tho
Moving too fast nigga pour the slow
Mind is on fire the weed tho
Breaking the gates, and we freed the doors
My Niggas they heading to bonton
She lick that shit with no tongue tongue
Holding me down, said i need to stay
Holding me down, like you should understand
I'm touching her clit in the jeep
Flip then i dip in a brief
Hold me a Scythe like the reaper
Round up the shits, and i got it
We deep
How could you move so fast Gully
How could you party when the seasons were naughty
How could you move so fast Gully
How could you party when the seasons
Yeh the deep deep breeze
Enter me me me
Aww Breathe Breathe Breathe
Yeh the Leap Lead
Coming for the deep deep breeze
Hard to reach reach
Aww Breathe Breathe Breathe
It goes deep deep
For the Bonne Bonne ay
For the West coast riding
Niggas know deep inside it
Shorty want to come and want to do it for the
For the Bonne Bonne ay
Further West coast riding
Ok now, Ok now now
Freaky Nigga want Bonne Bonne
She a Lil Bad Bitch with a Bum Bum
Put a forty on her ass, Freaky nigga wanna smash
She a freaky lil thing with a bum bum
Better move that bum bum
One time shorty jiggle with a thong thong
If a nigga gon get get mine
Free the peace of mind
Freaky nigga won today
I think she got finer to me, yeh yeh
Weed while we chill on the beach
Holding me down like a seizure
It just don't matter to me
Stacking we counting the g's
Foreign that pussy we eat
Holding me down like a seizure
Bitches don't matter to me
Writer(s): Darryl Pittman, Nathaniel Wilson
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