"Move" lyrics
SPK
Free the thugs
Free the soldiers
RIP to my niggas man
Free the pagans
(NB, NB, NB)
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
I still move low in a rave, might two step
But I got a hammer on blast
And if it ain't on my waist you ain't gotta wait two secs
Me, I ain't gotta go far
Said she wanna make love to the kid for the wrong things
Fuck with the gunman stance
But I can't give trust and I ain't too fussed
But I love the way that she's arched
Spin it, game over
You know we can't leave until the drill gets done
Man, I wish that my opps lived closer
And if it weren't us still doing them drenches
Kick back, coulda bruck man's shoulder
And I'm up till morn', cause I take them risks
Still keep me a stick in a motor
I'll bang, let it beat, no soaker
Bro, bro, got a re and it came no fee and the real 28's no p
I don't know about them, but they're sitting down stressed, like you bruh that coulda been me
I was cutting through B and I still got grease
Right now, I gotta go serve fiends
Then it's back to the flats, go serve Pete, had cats in the mob OT
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
Why the bad b's wanna get cuffed, but the good girls never get showed no love?
I ain't going on dates, I gotta pattern up grub
On the passenger side, but I ain't no scrub
Lean with it
Rock with it
Eat with it
Shop with it
On the opp block, hit opps with it
Man, sleep with it
Bop with it
Creep with it
Shot with it
Show I got 2 and 1, confident
If you wanna go do dates, that's cool
But I'm out the door, when you give me stress
I ain't the guy, I don't pity no fool, I'm might just tell your man I had sex
Sitting in traps, gotta crack that window
Throw in that mag, now see it react
Look at the bowl, see the oils lock
Then I let that dry, then I flip that pack
I was incommunicado
No phone calls, couldn't raid mans crib
Super intendent, added on 6
Spent more time in the cells, I'm pissed
Stream this ride, just saw me an IC3, like bro, who's got bun?
Spun the whip and he kept it swift, I put it in 6, then I just caught up
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
SPK
(Money, Money)
Free the thugs
Free the soldiers
RIP to my niggas man
Free the pagans
(NB, NB, NB)
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
I still move low in a rave, might two step
But I got a hammer on blast
And if it ain't on my waist you ain't gotta wait two secs
Me, I ain't gotta go far
Said she wanna make love to the kid for the wrong things
Fuck with the gunman stance
But I can't give trust and I ain't too fussed
But I love the way that she's arched
Spin it, game over
You know we can't leave until the drill gets done
Man, I wish that my opps lived closer
And if it weren't us still doing them drenches
Kick back, coulda bruck man's shoulder
And I'm up till morn', cause I take them risks
Still keep me a stick in a motor
I'll bang, let it beat, no soaker
Bro, bro, got a re and it came no fee and the real 28's no p
I don't know about them, but they're sitting down stressed, like you bruh that coulda been me
I was cutting through B and I still got grease
Right now, I gotta go serve fiends
Then it's back to the flats, go serve Pete, had cats in the mob OT
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
Why the bad b's wanna get cuffed, but the good girls never get showed no love?
I ain't going on dates, I gotta pattern up grub
On the passenger side, but I ain't no scrub
Lean with it
Rock with it
Eat with it
Shop with it
On the opp block, hit opps with it
Man, sleep with it
Bop with it
Creep with it
Shot with it
Show I got 2 and 1, confident
If you wanna go do dates, that's cool
But I'm out the door, when you give me stress
I ain't the guy, I don't pity no fool, I'm might just tell your man I had sex
Sitting in traps, gotta crack that window
Throw in that mag, now see it react
Look at the bowl, see the oils lock
Then I let that dry, then I flip that pack
I was incommunicado
No phone calls, couldn't raid mans crib
Super intendent, added on 6
Spent more time in the cells, I'm pissed
Stream this ride, just saw me an IC3, like bro, who's got bun?
Spun the whip and he kept it swift, I put it in 6, then I just caught up
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
They lovin' the vibe, the aura
They lovin' the way how we're lit
They lovin' the way we move
They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick
Move, bitch
She ain't liking the way that I live
She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips
SPK
(Money, Money)
Writer(s): Darryl Pittman
