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Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Oh no, the fight's out I'm 'bout to punch your lights out Get the fuck back, guard your grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin' and bustin' two And I been thankin' of bustin' you Upside your motherfuckin' forehead And if your friends jump in, (aw girl), they'll be mo' dead Causing confusion, Disturbing The Peace It's not an illusion, we runnin' the streets So, bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers Is there a bumper on your ass? (No, nigga) I'm doin' a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the fuck outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober And you about to get ran the FUCK over Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way (bitch) Move, bitch, get out the way (watch out, watch out) Get out the way, bitch, get out the way (watch out, bitch) Move, bitch, get out the way (watch out, watch out) Get out the way, bitch, get out the way (watch out) Here I come, here I go Uh oh, don't jump, bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through I hit the stage and knock the curtains down I fuck the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, sex symbol Now bitches want me to fuck 'em, true, true Hold up, wait up, shorty "Oh, ah, what's up, gettin' my dick sucked, what are you doin'?" Besides minding my fuckin' business Tryna get my paper, child support suing Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin' TV's and the jewelry, bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma tell you like this, bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way 2-0, I'm on the right track Beef, got the right MAC Hit the trunk, grab the pump, pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, showin' stars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Call up Tig, grab the pills 'cause we poppin' tonight Beat the shit outta security for stoppin' the fight I got a fifth of that Remy, fuck the Belve and Cris I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in that bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggas We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas I'm from the Dec', try to disrespect D.T.P. And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we clap, bitch, two in your body Grab your folk, start a fight, dawg, ruin the party So move, bitch, get out the way, ho All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0 So Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch, get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
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