Lyrics of 'I'm Moving' by Kreayshawn

Oh oh it's kreayshawn, bro
Oh guess what
I'm up on this track.
I'll lay you down on your back
With the mac

I bet you didn't know
But i knew it
You fucking blew it
Let's fucking do it

Yeah, 'cause i'm a swag surfing
On the swag tsunami, yeah
I'm surfing
But i can't swim
But i'll be running that wave all
Mother fucking day, yeah

I got the fucking swag flu, bro
I'm coughing on your bitch
And i hope she don't get it
Cause i got it, bitch i rock it
That swag flu shit makes me wanna stop it

And look i went to the store and got some shit
Yeah that shit was looking better than your bitch
In the picture
I wish i was kicking it with ya
But i can't so i'm gon do my fuckin dance bitch

What it do
I'm gonna fuck your crew
And after i'm done than i'm gonna kill you
I will kill you
And it's nothing to me
Run up on you with the jimmy in the kimmy
Pull out the tommy
Like salami

I make sandwiches
Italian belly
Bitch, i'm so heavy like a fuckin weight.
Lift me up, hold me down
I'm off the ground
I'm too heavy for you to carry around.

Put me on your back girl
And run around with me on your back
Like a piggy back ride
I run it when i ride, girl

In the side, girl
Got the mac, girl
And if you're acting crazy
Then i'll have to react, girl

Don't fucking play with me like it's a joke
Not on facebook i'll fucking poke
You in the eye
And i don't play
I hope you lose your vision
And im from the bay

You can't see me
Or on tv
Maybe on unstream
You can really act like you know me
When you add me on twitter
Don't be acting like... hella bitter
When i don't follow you back
It's nothing personal

You ain't coller than me
Your status ain't tight
But i'll update all night
And all day
I don't give a fucking shit
Fucking everything
And fuck you, your fucking bitch

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
I can't fucking stop cussin
Shit, fucking, whore
I fucking love cussin
Fucking shit, bitch, whore
Fucking... shit
I don't know all the cuss words
But i'll keep it dip
Fuck you bitch

Yeah, yeah i'm gonna fucking him
I'm gonna fucking spam
And i'll kill your man
I'll kill your momma
I'll kill your dog
I won't kill your kitty
But i'll steal her and put her in a bag
And take her home
And she can play with my cat too
My cat is fucking goon
She's a reall goon

I got a fucking text message
Who it be?
Its lil b
From the park, hey
I got five on the dro
If you get a blunt
Man, you already know
I had a bag of dro somewhere
And i lost it
I think i gotta go look for it..
And it's in my pocket. meow.