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 waymove 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 wayoh no the fights out ima bout to punch yo lights out get the fuck back guard ya grill theres somethin wrong we cant stay still ive been drankin and bustin two and i been thankin of bustin you upside ya motherfuckin forehead and if your friends jump in oh girl theyll be mo dead causin confusion disturbing the peace its not an illusion we running the streets so byebye to all you groupies and gold diggers is there a bumper on your ass no nigga im doin a hundred on the highway so if you do the speed limit get the fuck outta my way im dui hardly ever caught sober and you about to get ran the fuck overmove 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 waymove 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 wayhere i come here i go uh oh dont jump bitch move you see them headlights you hear that fuckin crowd start that goddamn show im comin through hit the stage and knock the curtains down i fuck the crowd up thats what i do young and successful a sex symbol the bitches want me to fuck true true hold up wait up shorty oh whats up get my dick sucked what are you doin side linin my fuckin business tryin to get my baby child support soon give me that truck and take that rental back who bought these fuckin tvs and jewelry bitch tell me that no i aint bitter i dont give a fuck but ima tell you like this bitch you better not walk in front of my tour busmove 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 waymove 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 waytoo bad im on the right track beef got the right mack hit the trunk grab the pump pump ill be right back we buyin bars out showin scars out we heard theres hoes out so we brought the cars out grab the pills cause we popping tonight beat the shit outta security for stoppin tha fight i got a fifth of the remy fuck the belve and cris im sellin shit up in the club like i work in the bitch fuck the dress codes its street clothes we all street niggas we on the dance floor throwin bows beatin up niggas im from the dec tryin to disrespect dtp and watch the bottles start flyin from the vip 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 hoe all you faggot motherfuckers make way for 20 somove 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 waymove 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