Move Something Lyrics - Lap Of Lux 1.5 - Sir Michael Rocks

Woa woa woa woa woa 

Woa woa woa woa woa 

What? What? What? What? What? 

Let's go 

Let's go, I said 

I told her to juke something 

Make it wetter if you want to 

You can let us get the key to the trunk boo 

You can make a hundred G's on your birthday 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

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(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) 

Damn girl, why you so bad? 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

(She want it, she had it, she need it, she got it, she gotta get checks) 

How you get er dumpin like that 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

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She got a trunk, she got a wagon 

You gotta drive that shit, gon crash it 

You gotta whip that thing like a racing horse 

And then we shoot cocaine and race the Porsches 

It's business first, then we play 

I fuck nothing but actresses, NBA 

Ok, ok, ok, ok 

Like Detroit in ACL, nigga we don't play 

I'm in the Panamera whippin around, me and my youngins 

Got to Lenore, she 19 but she dumped it 

The police pulled up the I'mma punch it 

I'm drunk drivin on my way to the function 

Man fuck these niggas, man fuck these bitches 

Man if they ain't tryina see you shine 

Easy as a shot from the freethrow line 

Gonna make a hundred G's all the time 

I told her to juke something 

Make it wetter if you want to 

You can let us get the key to the trunk boo 

You can make a hundred G's on your birthday 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) 

Damn girl, why you so bad? 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

(I know you want it baby, I know you see I see) 

How you get er dumpin like that 

No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low 

Aye hold me up, hold me up 

Hold my cup, hold my cup 

Man that ass so dumb it might thrump 

And man I'm from the clique 

I told my broad to roll me a zip man 

Catch me on traffic, you talkin to the captain 

Banko, with 4 freaks in the Range Rove 

Nasty but classy, a true G 

The train of the money like chu chu chu 

I'm 8 bank rolls due to Y2C 

I'mma thug with you throttle, good sushi 

And now the bad bitches wanna get loosy 

But try nigga at it, the CD I sprinkle 

The carpet with 100's and 50's 

We sippin the crystal, we pissy 

She throwin it back like a Frisbee 

I've fallen in love with that 

So how you get up in the club with that? 

Take it back girl 

I told her to juke something 

Make it wetter if you want to 

You can let us get the key to the trunk boo 

You can make a hundred G's on your birthday 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) 

Damn girl, why you so bad? 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl 

(Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) 

(I know you want it baby, I know you see I see) 

How you get er dumpin like that 

No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low