Move (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Connie Diiamond]
I need the money, the power, respect
Heard it's a party, you know I’ma flex
I got it on me, can never get left
One in her body, and one in her neck
If you not an opp, just know that you blessed
I'm dropping bodies, I put them to rest
Digging your grave, these b*tches be minimum wage
For thinking I owe them respect
So you better move, b*tch
Telling you now, I ain't one to fool with
When they hit the corona
We gеt to ducking the dees
They airing the nеws clip
Disturbing the peace when we get to dumping the heat
They softer than cool whip
Out of your league, this sh*t don’t mean nothing to me
I'm scoring it's two zip let's get it, ho
b*tches be broke, and they needy
Come to the spot, and I'm doing them greezy
Can't tell me nothing, they calling me Jeezy
f*ck with your life, he ain't wanna believe me
Fill them with hollows, they calling me Sleepy
Kodak bop in it making em zzz
Gave em the twat now the n*gga won't leave me
Said the pus*y is water, it’s giving Fiji, huh
Damn it, I make it look easy
I need the money like asap, drape me in VV’s
He wanna breed it like RiRi
n*ggas be wishing they had me
Get em a genie
Run up on me and it won't be a repeat
Word to Shawnny I’m catching a figgy
I'm sick and tired of keeping it PG
Get your purse, I ain't doing no freebie's
[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Move, b*tch
All of my n*ggas ah boom sh*t
Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef
We send them to Ruth’s Chris
I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free
TRhe ticket is ruthless
f*ck what you think, we make it hot like degrees
You know how we do sh*t
Now, Let's get it, ho
Move, b*tch
All of my n*ggas ah boom sh*t
Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris
I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free
The ticket is ruthless
f*ck what you think we make it hot like degrees
You know how we do sh*t
Now, Let's get it, ho

[Verse 2: KenTheMan]
Ay, look, n*ggas is pus*y a loose one
That's why I just play em like track 1
Ay we treat the K like a Nerf gun
But when that b*tch spray, it ain't no fun
Big bar mommy, I'm Houston
Made six figures in one month
I just be spending and spending
I bought me a Porcshe, but no that ain't no pun
They say they want smoke, but ain't no blunt
Don't work in the mall, but I pack sumn'
b*tch say that she harder than who?
That b*tch must've went up the block for a coke run
Ask your ho, I'm a dope vibe
Need it all, hundreds the blue kind
I don't do drugs
I just spend his you know what I mean I don't blow mine
f*ck these hoes, I go both sides
I never needed a cosign
Hoes my jeans, they so tight
f*ck hoes mean it's they time
b*tches ain't seen me since my first drop
Couldn't miss if I closed eyes
n*ggas be falling for me, but I clean them
And leave them to dry like a clothes line
Let's get it, ho
[Bridge: KenTheMan]
Move, b*tch, all my n*ggas are toothless
They eat the pus*y like Maestros
Then give me they money to do sh*t
I be at the bank, I don't do nothing for free
Don't ask me to do sh*t
When I leave the house, I keep the burner on me
I hope n*ggas ain't stupid
Let's get it, ho

[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Move, b*tch
All of my n*ggas ah boom sh*t
Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris
I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free
The ticket is ruthless
f*ck what you think we make it hot like degrees
You know how we do sh*t
Now, Let's get it, ho
Move, b*tch
All of my n*ggas ah boom sh*t
Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris
I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free
The ticket is ruthless
f*ck what you think we make it hot like degrees
You know how we do sh*t
Now, Let's get it, ho