Move Bitch Lyrics - Singles - Disturbing Tha Peace

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'ma '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' two 

And I been thankin' of bustin' you 

Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead 

And if your friends jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead 

Causin' confusion, Disturbing The 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 nigga! 

I'm doin' a hundred on the highway 

So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta 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 

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 

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' T.V.'s and 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 

Too bad 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 there's 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 

I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch 

Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggas 

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

I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' 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 hoe 

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