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SiR – POETRY IN MOTION Lyrics

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If I slip, I slide
I don’t trip, I glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me
If I slip, I slide
I don’t trip, I glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me

I’m a Mac, lil’ baby know it’s a fact
Los Angeles in my lap, got ‘relli’s still in the trap
I really be spittin bars, got niggas thinking I rap
I’m hangin’ out with the stars, still can’t relax
Even in these foreign cars, I’m rollin’ ’round with the strap
When I hit, I hit it hard, permission to make it clap
I need a round of applause but I might settle for dap
Had to break a couple laws, put my city on the map, uh uh
You think you beat the pussy up but you didn’t make her come
Even if you made her come, she ain’t ever comin’ back
Player like you couldn’t call it, it’s just something that you lack
Michael Jack—, got Billie Jean talkin’ bad behind ya back

She can roll with me, it’s her luck day
Got a pound of tree and a gang of yay
We at Saks, blending in and spending racks
Representing is a trend
I don’t see no end to that, where you at?

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If I slip, I slide
I don’t trip, I glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me
If I slip, I slide
I don’t trip, I glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me
Come on, let me tell you what they told me

They told me slowly is the fastest way to get where you wanna be
So I ease to a steady speed, let that bitch breathe
No push start, gimme keys to that blue Impala
This the good part, when you’re living everything you thought of
I know single mothers who rather teach they sons how to squabble
Know killers who became good fathers to raise they daughters
Look now, AP, I’m 50 for my keys
Las Vegas residency, I brought the tour to me
The good part is farther and farther
I know it might look hard, but baby, nothing is outta your reach
Grab it, and I’ll be damned if they gon’ take it from me
Passion is what I have before any Grammy

She can roll with me, it’s her luck day
Got a pound of tree and a gang of yay
We at Saks, in some dirty Vans, blowin’ hella bands
I don’t smoke but I’m still high as the price of gas

If I slip, I slide
I don’t trip, I glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me
If I slip, I slide
Slide
I don’t trip, I glide
Glide
When I dip, I dive
When I dive, I dive deep
When I dive, I dive deep
In the middle of her ocean, you know where to find me
Come on
When it’s poetry in motion, she don’t ever mind me

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