Credits
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Zion Devil
Songwriter:in
Cassius Watson
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Bow my head my **** I'm nervous
I love music it gave me a purpose
I love what I'm doing I'm making it urgent
This is my life I'm a make it certain
Youngin bout' that life he wan' run up and burn em'
He done made his mind, give a fuck bout' the churching
Gave a piece of mind, I wish he would listen
But he pissed off baby he trippin'
Baby he tripping, tell em' go get that ****
Walk up on em' and burn em'
Like when the glock keep on twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Tell her to keep on twerking
If she want too, she'll keep on twerking
She know how to move
She shaking that shit, she know how to grove
On the way to the top, I ain't worried bout you
Ass up, face down, she know what to do
That's why I need her
And a lot of you bitches wan' be her
Fat ass and bad, she a keeper
She like to get high, pass me the reefer
Before I change I tell you the truth
You ain't fucking with me, I ain't fucking with you
Easy to see I got comfortable
Easy to see I got stuck with you
On the dancefloor with your friends
You hear this song, you don't want it to end
You just want to stay strong but I'm making you bend
Like one more time can we do it again
Can you do it again
Can you do it again
Shake that ass in the wind
Don't stop, don't end
Give a fuck bout yo friends
We'll be gone to the end
Can you do it again
Can you do it again
Baby he tripping, tell em' go get that ****
Walk up on em' and burn em'
Like when the glock keep on twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Keep twerking
Tell her to keep on twerking
If she want too, she'll keep on twerking
Written by: Cassius Watson, Zion Devil
