Move It

Lyrics

[Verse 1: P Bitt] Shoot it up, yeah, boot it up Bitches in my face zooted up, huh-huh, yeah, l'm suited up Look at the booty though, where is a Xanny at Running a scene, yeah, promethazine Yeah [Chorus: P Bitt] I sting, the curves and I'd do some things Mercy be on my dick, yeah Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah [Verse 2: P Bitt] Yeah, I need that famous money, put it on his tab kinda famous money Get it in the back with a bitch so horny Let's commit tax fraud, evade or something, yeah I gotta move it now, hoes galore when I'm moving now Overdosing on super fly and l'm so provoking, I'm super fire And I could get it all right back, with a touch of a button gone strike back Back to my old, understanding they gone like that Yeah I'm sipping on gin, yeah, spike that Come and sit down, lean out fine Tell me what you like about me By the scent I feel that fire Tell me what you love about me [Pre-Chorus: P Bitt] Tss-ess-ting, the curves and I'd do some things Mercy be on my thang, yeah Rather than walking I choose the ring All hail the Bittman Empire, Yeah [Chorus: P Bitt] I sting, the curves and I'd do some things Mercy be on my dick, yeah Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah [Verse 3: T-RS] Dublu Balenci pe blug, papuc Metale-n gur la tine, wassup M-nvrt i fumez skunk, pasez la stnga, la dreapta-s tot eu ca-s up Wassup, mhm, wassup, uh-uh Am sosu' Wasabi Hysteric Glamour, pe pants, m plimb, o duc pn' la Louvre Rather than walking I choose the moon Gotta get back on my shit Nu pot s dorm dac nu-s moleit, nu pot s-adorm dac nu am lean Las miros de weed pe oriunde merg mi bate n eava de gaz, mhm C pute prea tare a gas, mhm [Chorus: P Bitt] I sting, the curves and I'd do some things Mercy be on my dick, yeah Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah I sting, the curves and I'd do some things Mercy be on my dick, yeah Rather than walking I choose the ring, yeah