Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Move Bitch, artist - Sammy Slamdance
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Move Bitch |
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 something wrong, we can’t stay still |
I’ve been drinking and busting too |
And I been thinking of busting you |
Upside your motherfuckin' forehead |
And if your friends jump in (Aw, girl!), they’ll be mo' dead |
Causing confusion, Disturbin' Tha 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? |
(Motherfuckr) |
I’m doing a hundred on the highway |
So, if you do the speed limit, gt the fuck out of my way! |
I’m D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober |
And you about to get run 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 |
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 |
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 what’s up, getting my dick sucked, what are you doing? |
Besides minding my fuckin' business |
Trying to get my paper, child support suing |
Give me that truck and take that rental back |
Who bought these fucking 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 mack |
Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk I’ll be right back |
We buying bars out, showing scars out |
We heard there’s hoes out, so we brought the cars out |
Grab the pills 'cause we popping tonight |
Beat the shit outta of security for stopping the fight |
I got a fifth of the Remy, fuck the Belve and Cris |
I’m selling shit up in the club like I work in that bitch |
Fuck the dress codes, it’s street clothes, we all street bitches |
We on the dance floor, throwing bows, beating up bitches |
I’m from the Dec', try to disrespect D.T.P |
And watch the bottles start flying from the V.I.P |
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in ya 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 |
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 |