Move A Little Different

Lyrics

[Intro: Fred the Godson] Vinny Idol, nigga Fred Ah Shit They fuckin' with 'em Vinny Idol, what up? Styles Shit Ah, yeah [Verse 1: Fred the Godson] I let the 9 beam, then the fire flare I call it the Visine, am I clear? I seen Shyne troubles, he did time there Now I see shine bubble, Moncler (Woo) I'm the next rapper to let it off (Let it off) Don't be a bitch with the ratchet, set it off Me and Pinero, I'm Pesci and he De Niro The deuce shoot, I shoot the Bluetooth off your earlobe Yeah, everything copesthetic The coke still flowin', for now the dope debted When the sodium fall, it's a slow brain (Drip) New connect, thirty-four for a whole thing My dress code copper, pennies Guapa, Benjis, Choppa, Semis Black tribe bumpin' Pac and Remy Best rappers alive, whoever, then me [Chorus: Fred the Godson] I got a body up the block Shotty in the shop who everybody wanna watch because I move a little different Yeah, I said I move a little different Shit, a ready rock to the radio Fuck a deal, shit, I still let the 80 blow I move a little different Mothafucka, shit, I move a little different [Verse 2: Styles P] Yeah, my nigga, I move different Big time guns, big time weight Just to cook the base, we needed a few kitchens You on the same path, but, nigga, your shoes different Word to the bubble in your AirMax I'm in the struggle, I get your man clapped Hop up on the Amtrak Tie you to the chair, wrap your face in Saran Wrap Dump you in the river tied up with some sandbags (Feel me?) Eatin' dinner with Ecuadorians Back to the Future, no motherfuckin' DeLorean Used to pack a tool in the school auditorium Rappers in one room, food emporium Ghost and the Godson, wanna see God, son? Do this for my niggas in the streets and the yard, son Fuckin' with a stabber and a shooter and an arson (All that) Burn in, pop niggas, sit there and watch niggas [Chorus: Fred the Godson] I got a body up the block Shotty in the shop who everybody wanna watch because I move a little different Yeah, I said I move a little different Shit, a ready rock to the radio Fuck a deal, shit, I still let the 80 blow I move a little different Mothafucka, shit, I move a little different [Verse 3: Fred the Godson] Yeah, you could buy your white flowers I'm grabbin' your misses, Dwight Howard Get it, grabbin' your misses? Rebound, magnum clip in, I'll get 'em within three rounds Styles P, Yonkers Fred, Big Bronx, my freestyles be monster We comin' to conquer Two machine guns turn shit into Contra [Chorus: Fred the Godson] I got a body up the block Shotty in the shop who everybody wanna watch because I move a little different Yeah, I said I move a little different Shit, a ready rock to the radio Fuck a deal, shit, I still let the 80 blow I move a little different Mothafucka, shit, I move a little different