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Move Bitch
Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz F⁄ Three 6 Mafia, YoungBloodZ, Chyna Whyte & Don Yute
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Here we come, hoe, here we come, here we come, hoe, here we come (hm-hm)
Here we come, hoe, here we come, here we come, hoe, here we come (hm-hm)
Here we come, hoe, here we come, here we come, hoe, here we come (hm-hm)
Here we come, hoe, here we come, here we come, hoe, here we come! (Hm-hm)
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Nigga, three six Mafia burns like the southern territorial
Leavin' a memorial page in editorial
Winter wash yo' paint, cold front, clothes froze like scarecrow
Leave 'em stiff and froze, the foes, they hidden like bowls of China snow
Wanted to see the costs-es of the bosses comin' to toss it
Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave ya dead in a closet
Family wrecked from ya death-death, from ya early death
Package some in jars, send it to a four-star chef
'Cause I melt them with medicine
A prescription called Teflon coating
Oh, there she go, old triflin' bitch
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when shit is gettin' thick, shut the door she split
She straight slick, but I'm slicker than that bitch gon' get
So now move, bitch, get out the way, hoe and lay low
So say, hoe, you just another stank hoe
Trickin' on the dance floor, lookin' kinda slutty though
I'm all about my money, hoe, when I bump on your stereo
And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit
Jumpin' draws just like a broad, so bitch, fuck this, now –
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul)
Slap the fuck out of each and all y'all (All y'all)
I done seen niggas fall, I done seen niggas ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz (Bitty drawz)
And uh, the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw (In the jaw)
I done seen a whole lot, niggas ain't seen what I saw (Yeah)
I'm in it too deep, I could never come flaw (Come flaw)
If ya talkin' bout that pistol, my nigga, you better draw
Okay! Always sayin' shit that I mean
Pelle, Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean (what? What? What?)
What's up, motherfucker, what's up?
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me, baby?
I'm the shit, you can't fade me
Now look what done happened, we done hoeoked up with Eastside Boys
Bringin' noise, makin' moves like the fuckin' U-Haul boys
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga?
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
Nigga, don't play with the motherfuckin' don't-play lady
On the way, goddamn, what you bitches say? Nigga
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe! (Ah)
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe! (Ah)
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe! (Aah! Ha-ha-ha)
We comin' through like The Rock, bitch
Knock you out your motherfuckin' socks, bitch
Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong, bitch
Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose, bitch
Didn't we tell your ass to move, bitch
Now your head is busting through the fucking bricks
So get your fire and dip, hoe
'Cause a nigga gone off that Cuervo
Why you still runnin' your mouth, bitch?
You must've not known who you fuckin' with
We'll leave you dead in a fuckin' ditch
'Cause we runnin' with the Three Triple Six
And them blunts for them young hoes
We'll leave you frontin' like a dildo
Oh, her nigga doin' Fed time?
We'll leave your belly filled with that iron!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
I'm lookin' for the thick butts
Nothin' but the quick sluts
Something kinda freaky, light skinned hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the cap
Probably let her ride my lap
Made players from the Memphis Tenn, bitch, I'm on the map
I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450, hoe
Down the strip, Hennessy, I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my fog horn, can record, make a porn movie
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy, where's the booty?
What y'all know, to be part of this, you gotta be on some heartless shit
And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless, trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitch
Don't none of you hoes know about this order shit
Chyna Whyte, I live that street life
And I ain't gon' be happy 'til I got my momma eatin' right
Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life
Ya heard me?
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
Move bitch, get out the way, hoe!
Fuck that shit, get out the way, hoe!
I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
But should've seen when I walked in, the hoes said, "What the fuck!"
They saw me, VIP, in the VIP, y'all
With these Rollies and these ropes, these hoes be wonderin', "Who are y'all?"
We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
My entourage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
If I took you to my crib, you probably wouldn't believe, or think I'm lying
Check my Sound Scan, hoe, if I'm lying, I'm dying, bitch!
And the way I comin', me fi fuck up this bombo-pussy rascal
It's me name Don Yute and me nah go China
It's all laugh, laugh, fuck the motherfuckin' cop
And these all your nigga, you nah go get fucked
And me no give a fuck, who ah mash up the shot
'Cause me dump on me nigga and the gun from behind
Babylon them set a trap, but me nah go get caught
So what, you give me the cheddar, making block Glock pop!