Move It ft. DJ DIES & T-RS Lyrics

Shoot it up, yeah, boot it up

Bitches in my face zooted up, huh-huh, yeah, I'm suited up

Look at the booty though, where is a Xanny at

Running a scene, yeah, promethazine, yeah

I sting, the curves and I'd do some things

Mercy be on my dick, yeah

Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah

Yeah, I need that famous money, put it on his tab kinda famous money

Get it in the back with a bitch so horny

Let's commit tax fraud, evade or something, yeah

I gotta move it now, hoes galore when I'm moving now

Overdosing on super fly and I'm so provoking, I'm super fire

And I could get it all right back, with a touch of a button gone strike back

Back to my old, understanding they gone like that

Yeah I'm sipping on gin, yeah, spike that

Come and sit down, lean out fine

Tell me what you like about me

By the scent I feel that fire

Tell me what you love about me

Tss-ess-ting, the curves and I'd do some things

Mercy be on my thang, yeah

Rather than walking I choose the ring

All hail the Bittman Empire, Yeah

I sting, the curves and I'd do some things

Mercy be on my dick, yeah

Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah

Dublu Balenci pe blug, papuc

Metale-n gura la tine, wassup

Ma-nvart si fumez skunk, pasez la stanga, la dreapta-s tot eu

Wassup, wassup, mhm, wassup, uh-uh

Am sosu' Wasabi isteric

Amur, pe pants, ma plimb, o duc pan' la Louvre

Rather than walking I choose the moon

Gotta get back on my shit

Nu pot sa dorm daca nu-s molesit, nu pot s-adorm daca nu am lean

Las miros de weed pe oriunde merg

Imi bate in teava de gaz, mhm

Ca pute prea tare a gas, mhm

I sting, the curves and I'd do some things

Mercy be on my dick, yeah

Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah

I sting, the curves and I'd do some things

Mercy be on my dick, yeah

Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah