Move Bitch (feat. Ludacris, Mystikal & I-20)

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 yo' lights out

Get the fuck back, guard ya grill

There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still

I've been drankin' and bustin' too

And I been thinkin' of bustin' you

Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead

And if your friends jump in, they'll be mo' dead (Aww, girl)

Causin' confusion, Disturbing tha Peace

It's not an illusion, we running the streets

So bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers

Is there a bumper on your ass? No, ****!

I'm doin' a hundred on the highway

So if you do the speed limit, get the fuck out of 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, watch out)

Get out the way, bitch, get out the way (Bitch)

Move, bitch, get out the way (Watch out, watch out, watch out)

Get out the way, bitch, get out the way

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

Hit the stage and, knock the curtains down

I fuck the crowd up, that's what I do

Young and successful, a sex symbol

Now bitches want me to fuck 'em, true true

Hold up, wait up, shorty

"Oh, aw, what's up, getting my dick sucked, what are you doin'?"

Besides mindin' my fuckin' business

Tryin' to get my baby child support suing

Give me that truck and take that rental back

Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and this 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 (Bring it)

Get out the way, bitch, get out the way (Get 'em)

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 mack

Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back

We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out

We heard it's hoes out, so we brought the cars out

Call up Tit, grab the pills 'cause we popping 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 ****

We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up ****

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 ya four, start a fight dog, 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