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"Move Bitch"

(feat. Chyna Whyte, Three 6 Mafia, Youngbloodz)


Here we come - here we come hoe - here we come

Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come

Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come

Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come


[Hook - 2x's]

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


[Lord Infamous]

Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial

Leavin' a memorial page in editorial

When ? watch yo back go front ?? Scarecrow

Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow

Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it

Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet

Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death

Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef

Cause I melt them with medicine

I'm perscription called death when ?


[J-Bo]

Oh there she go, old triflin' bitch

Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick

And when shit is gettin' thick

Out 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 flo'

Lookin' kinda slutty though

I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo

And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit

Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now


[Hook]


[Sean Paul]

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 niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz 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, niggaz 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


[Gangsta Boo]

What's up motherfucka 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 hooked up with Eastside Boyz

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 muthafuckin' don't play lady

On the way, God damn what you bitches say

Nigga


[Hook]


[Lil' Jon]

Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha

We comin' through like the Rock bitch

Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch

Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bitch

Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch

Didn't we tell yo ass to move bitch

Now yo head busted ? two fuckin' bricks

So get yo fire and dip hoe

Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo

Why you still runnin' yo 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 guns for them young hoes

We'll leave ya firm like a dildo

All my niggaz doin' Fed time

We'll leave yo belly filled with that iron


[Hook 2x's]


[Juicy J]

I'm lookin' for them big butts

Nothin but them quick sluts

Something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up

Maybe a nigga'll take the camp

Probably let her ride my lap

Made playaz 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 ? horn

Can record, make a porn movie

Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy

Ready to?


[Chyna Whyte]

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 till 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


[Hook 2x's]


[DJ Paul]

I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club

But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck"

They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all

With these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin' "Who are y'all"

We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars

My enterage 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 liein'

Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'