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
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

Causing confusion, Disturbing The 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?
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
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



Credits
Writer(s): Lola Chantrelle Mitchell, Jordan Michael Houston, Ricky Dunigan, Stephanie C. Martin, Jeffrey Ray Grigsby, Jason Williams, Sean Paul Joseph, Paul D. Beauregard, Jonathan H. Smith
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