Lil Jon | Lyrics | Move B****

Here we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we come

Here we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we come

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial
Leavin' a memorial page in editorial
When [Incomprehensible] watch yo back go front [Incomprehensible]
Scarecrow
Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow

Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it
Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death
Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef

'Cause I melt them with medicine
I'm perscription called death when [Incomprehensible]

Oh, there she go, old triflin' b****
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when s*** is gettin' thick, out the door she split
She straight slick, but I'm slicker than that b**** gon' get

So now move b****, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, you just another stank hoe
Trickin' on the dance flo', lookin' kinda slutty though
I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo

And everywhere I go, it's the same old s***
Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so b**** f*** this now

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul
Slap the f*** out of each and all y'all
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz

And uh, the other day this b**** got smacked in the jaw
I done seen a whole lot, niggaz ain't seen what I saw
I'm in it too deep, I could never come flaw
If ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better draw

Okay, always sayin' s*** that I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean

What's up motherfucka what's up?
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' s*** about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby, I'm the s***, you can't fade me

Now look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise, makin' moves like the f*****' U-Haul boys
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures

Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin', don't play lady
On the way, God damn what you b****** say, nigga

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

We comin' through like the Rock b****
Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks b****
Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong b****
B**** I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose b****

Didn't we tell yo ass to move b****
Now yo head busted in two f*****' bricks
So get yo fire and dip hoe
'Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo

Why you still runnin' yo mouth b****
You must've not known who you f*****' with
We'll leave you dead in a f*****' ditch
'Cause we runnin' with the Three Triple Six

And them guns for them young hoes
We'll leave ya firm like a dildo
All my niggaz doin' Fed time
We'll leave yo belly filled with that iron

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

I'm lookin' for them big butts, nothin' but them quick sluts
Something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the camp, probably let her ride my lap
Made playaz from the Memphis Tenn, b**** I'm on the map

I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe
Down the strip, Hennessey I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my [Incomprehensible] horn, can record, make a porn movie
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy, ready to [Incomprehensible]

What y'all know to be part of this, you gotta be on some heartless s***
And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
And I don't give a f*** if you the tallest or the smallest b****
Don't none of you hoes know about this order s***

Chyna Whyte I live that street life
And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin' right
Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life, ya heard me?

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe
Move b****, get out the way hoe
F*** that s***, get out the way hoe

I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the f***?"
They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With these Rollies and the [Incomprehensible] they be wonderin'
"Who are y'all?"

We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
My enterage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
If I took you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'

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