Machine Gun Kelly - Moonwalkers

      
 
 Intro 
 
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 Gunner, Gunner
 
 Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly & DUBXX 
 
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 Walk up in the spot with hella reefer on me
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 Pockets full of what?
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 Hella quarters, like I'm 'bout to feed the meter
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 Only two seaters, I mean two chiefers
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 We ain't even parkin'
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 We just spark it and fly frequent
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 Up in the sky, Jesus
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 Gave me high fives, Peter
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 Pan full of yams
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 Trees lit like Christmas Eve
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 I'm so facetious, so indecent
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 f**k the world and leave it speechless
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 Rock that jacket with the cheetah
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 Look like Elvis with these sequins, I'm sayin'
 
 Chorus: DUBXX 
 
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 Roll up, my nigga, what's the hold up, my nigga?
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 Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga
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 Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my nigga
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 Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga
 
 Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly 
 
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 Yeah, fast life, hash pipes, lit up like flashlights
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 Fast cash, back scratch, steal off on last night
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 Super stoned, where is home? I missed the last flight
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 Aww man, hella saucy, I got the last bite
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 What you call it when you feel like you're on the moon talkin'?
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 Michael Jackson with my actions, I call this moonwalkin'
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 Movin' backwards, rollin' Backwoods, I don't care who's watchin'
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 EST a f**kin' army, I'm the platoon sergeant
 
 Chorus: DUBXX 
 
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 Roll up, my nigga, what's the hold up, my nigga?
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 Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga
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 Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my nigga
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 Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga
 
 Verse 3: Machine Gun Kelly & DUBXX 
 
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 Look, all I ever wanted was the cash
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 I don't roll it up if it ain't gas
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 Tank full, goin' to the moon
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 I can see the snakes in the grass
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 You could never ever get us, ayy
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 It's a Tommy Hilfiger day
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 Ain't nobody realer than us
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 Ain't nobody triller than us
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 Ayy, Birdman hands on 'em (brrr)
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 Hermes smell on him
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 b**ch you know we comin' out the van
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 Shout out to the fans
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 Early Monday mornin', haha
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 I packed a Tulu bag high as f**k, already soarin'
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 Where you goin'? Space station, engine roarin' (woah)
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 Gettin' face in the foreign (yeah)
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 Sex tape like it's porn
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 Space game with the Martians
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 I don't ever do the norm
 
 Interlude: Machine Gun Kelly 
 
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 Ayy we only steppin' out for the big sh*t
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 Champagne supernova type sh*t
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 Cards on the table, ace, king, queen, haha
 
 Chorus: DUBXX 
 
 C#m                            E                
 Roll up, my nigga, what's the hold up, my nigga?
 C#m                          E                
 Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga
 C#m                                          E          
 Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my nigga
 C#m                                  E            
 Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga
 C#m                            E                
 Roll up, my nigga, what's the hold up, my nigga?
 C#m                          E                
 Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga
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 Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my nigga
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 Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga