K Suave, Trippie Redd - Moan lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[K Suave, Trippie Redd - Moan lyrics]
Yo Pi'erre, yo Pi'erre ah, ahh
Shawty really trippin'
She just called me bae
I don't want no love, I just want her face
I don't really want the love and
I can never fake fuck her from the back and
Put that shit on tape oh, oh
I'ma make her moan, moan, moan
Fuck her, make her moan, moan, moan
I'ma hit it, make her moan, moan, moan
She can't control herself
I just put her in Chanel
I make her moan, scream, and yell
I hit it from the back, I did
Yeah hit it from the back, that's your girl
Put the bitch in designer and some pearls
In the wraith slidin'
Diamonds on my neck shinin'
She love my music, it's timeless
Throwin' hundreds, no dollars
Killin' her, I demolish
I'm in her nails like polish (yeah)
High as fuck like a pilot, Evel Knievel
Four hoes like The Beetles
Bitch, this lean, not Tito's she outta line
Bitch, I'm ballin' in my prime
She wan' fall in love and that's fine
Beat it in and break her spine
I'm the shit, one of a kind
I'm in her head, like, "Babe
What's on your mind?" (What's on your mind?)
I'm tryna fuck on your cousin, I don't bite
Yeah, I'm tryna fuck on that bitch
I don't wan' wife
But the neck was so damn good
She sucked me twice (Ah, ah)
Yeah, yeah, she know what's up, bro
What's up? Pull up on your bitch, like
"Hop up in my whip" (Zoom, zoom)
Shawty really trippin'
She just called me bae
I don't want no love, I just want her face
I don't really want the love
And I can never fake
Fuck her from the back and
Put that shit on tape oh, oh
I'ma make her moan, moan, moan
Fuck her, make her, moan, moan, moan
I'ma hit it, make her moan, moan, moan
She can't control herself
I just put her in Chanel
Shawty really trippin'
She just called me bae
I don't want no love, I just want her face
I don't really want the love and
I can never fake fuck her from the back and
Put that shit on tape oh, oh
I'ma make her moan, moan, moan
Fuck her, make her moan, moan, moan
I'ma hit it, make her moan, moan, moan
She can't control herself
I just put her in Chanel
I make her moan, scream, and yell
I hit it from the back, I did
Yeah hit it from the back, that's your girl
Put the bitch in designer and some pearls
In the wraith slidin'
Diamonds on my neck shinin'
She love my music, it's timeless
Throwin' hundreds, no dollars
Killin' her, I demolish
I'm in her nails like polish (yeah)
High as fuck like a pilot, Evel Knievel
Four hoes like The Beetles
Bitch, this lean, not Tito's she outta line
Bitch, I'm ballin' in my prime
She wan' fall in love and that's fine
Beat it in and break her spine
I'm the shit, one of a kind
I'm in her head, like, "Babe
What's on your mind?" (What's on your mind?)
I'm tryna fuck on your cousin, I don't bite
Yeah, I'm tryna fuck on that bitch
I don't wan' wife
But the neck was so damn good
She sucked me twice (Ah, ah)
Yeah, yeah, she know what's up, bro
What's up? Pull up on your bitch, like
"Hop up in my whip" (Zoom, zoom)
Shawty really trippin'
She just called me bae
I don't want no love, I just want her face
I don't really want the love
And I can never fake
Fuck her from the back and
Put that shit on tape oh, oh
I'ma make her moan, moan, moan
Fuck her, make her, moan, moan, moan
I'ma hit it, make her moan, moan, moan
She can't control herself
I just put her in Chanel