Wanna Move (feat. Big Boi, Ciara & Scar)

ATL Georgia
To New York City
The Kings have Arrived
Let's Rock
Let's Rock
Don't Stop
Let's Rock

Hey Forever I'm on the grind
My mind is already made up
Sippin the finest wine
It's private jets to Jamaica
Everyday that i wake up
I look up at Chirst and think
Therefore he lifts me up
So i don't see no haters

Well let me get shit in order
I got sumthin' for ya
You ever seen a black man
Walk on water?
Nigga talk Shit to me
And I'ma try to ignore ya
Get Disrespectful
And I'ma have to come for ya

Don't keep it gangster with me now
I don't wanna get your lawyers
Cause my combo quick and
They comin' like de la hoya
Watch your ass in the streets
Cause they will come for ya

Don't ya wanna move
Don't this make you wanna groove?
If the feelin get to you
It matters
To get ya High
Our music our music
Come enjoy the fun

Don't you wanna move
Don't this make you wanna groove
Does the feelin' get to you
Then let Us get you High
Our music our music
Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind yall
I started from the bottom
But I'm destined for the top
And I ain't stoppin' Till I got em
Call me clumsy for the way
I'm droppin' records
But they breakin'
Still standin'
Like the fuse on my cannon

Blow away weight kid
Top shelf you gotta reach high to be the best
I'm like Hennessey and coke and XO
And nothin' less
I'm the nigga B.I.G I know you know the rest
Suppose I was a toad
And no I ain't gonna rest
I'ma bang on

And make this music that we sang on
Like skunk pussy nigga
Always got my stank on
Hang on
You wasn't shit before we came on
You know you lame holmes
You do the same song
Over and over again
Move out the game home

Zero ziltch
Not an eight Nathaniel
Blow out ya candles
You do your dope son

Don't ya wanna move
Don't this make ya wanna groove?
If the feelin' get to you
It matters
To Get ya high
Our music our music
Come enjoy the fun

Don't ya wanna move
Don't this make ya wanna groove?
If the feelin' get to you
And let us get ya high
Our music our music
Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind yall
I started from the bottom
But I'm destined for the top
And I ain't stoppin' Till I got em
Call me clumsy for the way
I'm droppin' records
But they breakin'
Still standin'
Like the fuse on my cannon
Blow away kid

Here we go back again
Makin' that beat go bump
In your back so hard
Why do niggas act so hard
I don't give a damn about a broad

I ain't gotta floss in the fastlane
Ride right past lane
I'ma in the ATL flyin' down cascade
Still getting money ain't nothin' change man
Spend a couple mill Just to make my chain bling

Zero ziltch
Not an eight Nathaniel
Blow out ya candles
You doin' your dope son

Don't ya wanna move
Don't this make ya wanna groove
If the feelin' get to you?
It matters to get ya high
Our music our music
Come enjoy the fun

Hey yo Ciara
Take us home baby

I feel high on the music
I feel I might lose it
It's talkin' through the melody
I can hear it tellin' me to move

I feel high on the music
I feel I might lose it all
It's talkin' through the melody
I can hear it tellin' me to move

Are you ready to press play?
Are you ready to press play?

Nah they ain't ready
They don't believe me yet baby
Y'all don't believe me yet?



Credits
Writer(s): Jacoby White, Sean J. Combs, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Clifford J. Harris, Ciara Princess Harris, Antwan Patton, Kristal O. Oliver, Terrence W. Smith
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