MOVE! lyrics

[Chorus]
Like damn, shorty wanna dance 'til I move like this
Diamonds on my hand, like I broke my wrist
Move to the beat 'til I move like this
I got to pace it, she really wanna do it like this
Let him stand, motherf*cker steady movin' like this
A hunnid rounds in my gun, a f*cker down with my clip
Take a round, a motherf*cker better really don’t trip
If a motherf*cker said to take it to the crib (Wait, wait)

[Verse 1]
I won't get your shorty at the crib and now she juicin' her mouth
No, really want a b*tch, so I’m takin' him out (Wait)
And if you thinking that you up, then I’m bringin' him down
Got it with a toot, with a barrel and it makin' a sound
Run with the round and get lost in your motherf*ckin' place (Wait, wait, wait)
Only mothеrf*cker cannot come in, put 'em in thе ground
Motherf*ckers always talkin', so I had to put 'em down
b*tch, I came with the king and I got a hunnid for some rouge (Wait, wait)
Go switch out the flow, Glock out to show
I got a b*tch at the crib with the pole
I'm shooting at your crib, I'm steady countin' up the dough
And I'm movin' too fast, motherf*ckers too slow
b*tch ass motherf*ckers, you all converting baptists
I‘m sick of friends of pus*y motherf*cker, you want offering?
Always f*ckin' walkin' on the neighbor, now I‘m offin' him
I‘ma dig a f*ckin' hole and throw this motherf*ckin' coffin in
Wait, don’t trip, why you motherf*ckers tripping?
C-C-Can you b*tches always at the crib and then she b*tches, stitchin'
I got your b*tch up at the crib, she wanna do it daring this with
If he talk about this sh*t, you really get it about you running at a free coat (Wait, wait) Shorty tell me put it on her face 'til seven (Wait)
[Bridge]
Like damn, shorty wanna dance 'til I move like this
Diamonds on my hand, like I broke my wrist
Move to the beat 'til I move like this
I got to pace it, she really wanna do it like this
Let him stand, motherf*cker steady movin' like this
A hunnid rounds in my gun, a f*cker down with my clip
Take a round, a motherf*cker better really don’t trip (Wait, wait, wait)

[Verse 2]
Wait, don’t trip, why you motherf*ckers tripping?
C-C-Can you b*tches always at the crib and then she b*tches, stitchin'
I got your b*tch up at the crib, she wanna do it daring this with
If he talk about this sh*t, you really get it about you running at a free coat (Wait, wait) Shorty tell me put it on her face 'til seven (Wait)
She walkin' in the town doing damage (Wait, wait)
And she talk about the money, never stackin' up the cabbage
Motherf*cker think he run up and annoy rate, average (Wait, wait)

[Outro]
Go switch out the flow, Glock out to show
I got a b*tch at the crib with the pole
I'm shooting at your crib, I'm steady countin' up the dough
And I'm movin' too fast, motherf*ckers too slow