Groovy Remix (feat. Briggs, Nooky, Kobie Dee & Birdz)

I got my groove back, bitch, I'm groovy I'm a monument, you could never move me I like when haters talk, find it real soothing That's a lullaby, alibi for groupie Bring it back this that Bad Apple music, I ain't fuckin with these cunts 'cause they don't know how to do it Keep it real groovy and I always keep it movin' When they came for my neck I stuck it out real ruthless Barkaa to the B big tidda my cousin And I do what I wanna 'cause I killed all my husbands Nah I'm just playing, nah I'm just getting started Rolled up with my buddas, we ain't came here for nothing Spark when I started, styles that I fathered Bastards are starvin', feed these piranhas Killed 'em in the bay now I leave 'em in the harbour What else could I say? Leave it to Barkaa Every cutie with a booty wanted groovy Briggs is getting boujie, beggars gettin' choosy Everything is Gucci, so keep it in ya lane Coz no we don't play unless it's Call of Duty I got my groove back, bitch, I'm groovy I'm a monument, you could never move me I like when haters talk, find it real soothing That's a lullaby, alibi for groupie I got my groove back, bitch, I'm groovy I'm a monument, you could never move me I like when haters talk, find it real soothing That's a lullaby, alibi for groupie Still singing fuck the cops Alpha male of the pack the way I son these dogs Naughty Nowra cunt, told ya annays uck me off Reign down on 'em, let 'em feel the wrath of god Uh, Uncle Nooks got his groove back Uh, I don't know 'em coz they too chat Uh, better off dead John Cusak Still eating Devon on bread cuz I'm too black Handsome and I'm groovy Roll up like a doobie Doobays all around might see me dancing with a groupie Flow it be the doozy My life be like a movie Shots in every scene like I was rolling with an ouzie And we troublesome, you don't want no trouble son Barkaa making hits and we gone get 'em with another one Finally got my groove back, dancing like a new jack Shit I get around and I can show you how I do that Let them laugh now cry later hater Whipping in the kitchen while you just a waiter I run this shit while I'm chasing paper Transporting heat like Jason Statham, ohhhh Black feet from the dirt, my home Chop a tree down, kill our soul Birth another war to build a road (yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh) They try lead us to nowhere (then what) Hope we take the wrong turn Drive it like you stole it and let these fucking wheels burn I got my groove back, bitch, I'm groovy I'm a monument, you could never move me I like when haters talk, find it real soothing That's a lullaby, alibi for groupie I got my groove back, bitch, I'm groovy I'm a monument, you could never move me I like when haters talk, find it real soothing That's a lullaby, alibi for groupie