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It's that time again

Frankie, hey

Fergie, come out and play

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Diamonds all on my gums

Talk all my shit, I got runs

Hole in my jeans like I'm Grunge

Fuckin' that bitch in the buns

She suck on my dick 'til it's numb

Pockets is fat like the clumps

Rappers is lookin' like lunch

I'm makin' a meal when I munch

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving she tell me to stay

Got a new loft in Harlem, you know

Fergie ain't move to L.A

Burberry on my collar

Diamonds, they still in my face

You don't want no problems

Fergie be settin' 'em ablaze

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

All of you bitches is food

If you the opps

You gon' be singin' the blues

Feelin' like Bishop in Juice

Word to my dude

This Jimmy Choo on my shoes

All of my niggas is makks

This is a fact, this ain't no cap

All of my bitches is bad, word to my dad

They know we get to the bag

Move my hips, okay

Tell him to go, then I tell him to stay, hey

Baby, it's okay

I have been having one hell of a day, yay

Saint Laurent all on my shades

Then I pull up in a cherry Mercedes, yay

Strawberry shortcake hair

Chinese bangs with my two braids, ayy

Straight from out of Queens headed to Harlem now

I got the panda mink on and it's growlin' now

Already bodied Plain Jane and we mobbin' now

That's 'cause all these fake niggas try to rob my style

Yo, these bitches really be slow

Tell 'em I'm Billy the G.O.A.T

I'm getting that dough

My neck and my wrist really glow

My model bitch all up in Vogue

All up in Vogue

Put on my Versace robe

Streak in my hair like I'm Rogue

Nigga, you know

You better not tip on your toes

They grippin' the .40 below

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay

Move your hips, okay

When I be leaving, she tell me to stay