Move Weight

Move weight
Move weight like fat chicks
Yo' bad bitch
Had sag tits
We fucked on the mattress
I'm out

I'm bustin' shells like I'm clam digging
Talk that shit
You get your fam missin'
Me and the crew run in your damn kitchen
And grab yo' bitch
And the damn chicken
No beef in here
But we like ruckus
Start some shit
Because we like "fuck it"
Don't like it? Cry two tears in a bucket
Hammer time bitch so you can't touch it
Do you smell what Wyte is cookin'?
Standin' six foot one, dark blue eyes
And I'm good lookin'
And you smell my steeze
That's that Versace cologne
And I be takin' her home
Just to be makin' her moan
You feel me?

Where my dogs at, dogs at?
Where my dogs at, dogs at?
Where my dogs at, dogs at?
Where my dogs at, dogs at?
Where my dogs at, dogs at?
Where my dogs at, dogs at?

Now let 'em off the leash
Then I'll sick 'em on the beat
We got that lockjaw flow
We bite the beat with our teeth
Now give us Kibbles and Bits
And we gon' gobble them shits
And go ahead and serve the competition
I'm eatin' them quick
Add potatoes and vegetables
I'm cleaning my plate (I'm cleanin' my plate)
I'm feelin' so great (I'm feelin' so great)
You go at me? You done made a mistake
I'll show you why, leave you traumatized
How you like them apples? Caramelized
Got a dark skin bitch with caramel thighs
And nice real hair and marble eyes

Move weight like fat chicks
Yo' bad bitch
Had sag tits
We fucked on the mattress
I'm out
Ayyy
Move weight like fat chicks
Yo' bad bitch
Had sag tits
We fucked on the mattress
Then I dipped 'cuz she need practice

I'm whippin', dippin', out the do'
I don't really give a fuck
And you already know
You can see it in my eyes
You can feel it in my steeze
You can smell it on my breath
And you can hear it in my wheeze
I'm a Eastside rider (Bang that shit)
With a big fat dick (What you do with it?)
I can slang that shit (What they do with it?)
They get hooked on it
Wyte Sheen bitch, white boy from the projects
Write a lot of lyrics so recording is a process
Pen to the paper, ink flowing can't stop this
Coming for the throne
So your ass better watch it
All up on my smart shit, feeling so brainy
Send some shots bitch call me Dick Cheney
Rappin' kinda lazy, like it's 'bout to pop off
Girl shake them titties with that motherfuckin'
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