Keep It Goin’

Lyrics
[Chorus (Calore)] Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it (stop playin' wit it) Keep it goin', keep it goin' why you playin' wit it? (why you playin' wit it?) Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it (stop playin' wit it) Keep it goin', keep it goin' why you playin' wit it? (why you playin' wit it?) Keep it goin', keep it goin', stop playin' wit it (stop playin' wit it) Keep it goin', keep it goin' why you playin' wit it? (why you playin' wit it?) Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin' (Keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin', keep it goin') Stop playin' wit it [Refrain: Calore] Send me to mars if you can't take my bars Send me to mars if you can't take my bars Send me to mars if you can't take my bars If you can't take my bars, you can't sit with the stars Round of applause, you know you want some more Zsa Zsa Gabor, it's Cakes and Calore [Verse] Conceited bitch like my shit don't stink I'm posted up with a dime, both eyes on chink Betty plottin' on the killer, cause my rhymes ain't weak Gotta keep my shit high like Double D's in a mink (I'm sayin') I'm the main course, what your girlfriend ain't Bubblebaths on the tub, back shots on the sink Got me feelin' hot to death, my four walls on leak Put it in my DMs, I got to skate in a rink I'm just a thick little chick and I'm cute like shit Backside on drip if he tryna get a sip Tell ya mans get a grip when I'm lickin' on my lips Cuz everything that I spit keep him flockin' to my hips Another sex innuendo working like a nympho Runnin' up my spine when I'm tippin' to Calypso That's pure body lingo, show me how that thing go Laughin' in my whip, my honey dipped in Lorenzo And I'm out of hibernation with very little patience Some next level shit, icebergs on my anklet How you gon' fake this? Bitch you can't make this! Coke - no ice, sniff a line till I'm faceless Never let a lame nigga close to me You just a fan tryna get up in my hosiery Damn sittin at the top, I'm supposed to be (??) You bitches still ain't learn? (??) I don't pay for beats, I don't fuck for likes Fresh taper on, ya girl too precise Hate on me, can't never steal my light I sunbathe in shade, you can't maintain your height Getting paid to, you can't afford the price
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Credits
- Writers
- Calore
- Cakes da Killa