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Текст песни Lil` Jon f Chyna Whyte, Three Six Mafia, - Move Bitch

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Here we come - here we come hoe - here we comeHere we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we comeHere we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we comeHere we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come[Hook] - 2x`sMove bitch, get out the way hoeFuck that shit, get out the way hoeMove bitch, get out the way hoeFuck that shit, get out the way hoe[Lord Infamous]Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorialLeavin` a memorial page in editorialWhen ? watch yo back go front ????? ScarecrowLeave `em stiff and froze my foes and hit `em like Rose in China snowWanna see the costs of the bosses comin` to toss itAin`t no losses, ain`t no crosses, leave you dead in a closetFamily recked from yo death-death, from yo early deathPackin` some in jars, sendin` two off for the chefCause I melt them with medicineI`m perscription called death when ?[J-Bo]Oh there she go, old triflin` bitchStraight take a hoe nigga, always out to lickAnd when shit is gettin` thickOut the door she splitShe straight slickBut I`m slicker than that bitch gon` getSo now move bitch, get out the way hoe and lay lowSo say hoe, you just another stank hoeTrickin` on the dance flo`Lookin` kinda slutty thoughI`m all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereoAnd everywhere I go, it`s the same old shitJumpin` drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this nowHook[Sean Paul]They know me from my Lac`s and my creases, I`m Sean Paul (Sean Paul)Slap the fuck out of each and all y`all (all y`all)I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ballI done seen big girls shake with lil` bitty drawz (bitty drawz)And uh, the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw (in the jaw)I done seen a whole lot, niggaz ain`t seen what I saw (yeah)I`m in it too deep, I could never come flaw (come flaw)If ya talkin` bout that pistol my nigga you better drawOkay, always sayin` shit that I meanPelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean[Gangsta Boo]What`s up motherfucka what`s upTime to get real crunk, time to tear the club upAll these sissy ass hoes talkin` shit about this ladyWhy you tryin` to doubt me babyI`m the shit, you can`t fade meNow look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside BoyzBringin` noiseMakin` moves like the fuckin` U-Haul boysGangsta Boo be groovin` always choosin`, what`s up with you niggaGangsta Boo be makin` nothin` but hits increase to bigger figuresNigga don`t play with the muthafuckin` don`t play ladyOn the way, God damn what you bitches sayNiggaHook[Lil` Jon]Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-haWe comin` through like the Rock bitchKnock you out yo motherfuckin` socks bitchDroppin` bows like nothin` wrong bitchBitch I`ll break yo motherfuckin` nose bitchDidn`t we tell yo ass to move bitchNow yo head busted ? two fuckin` bricksSo get yo fire and dip hoeCause a nigga gone off that QuevoWhy you still runnin` yo mouth bitchYou must`ve not known who you fuckin` withWe`ll leave you dead in a fuckin` ditchCause we runnin` with the Three Triple SixAnd them guns for them young hoesWe`ll leave ya firm like a dildoAll my niggaz doin` Fed timeWe`ll leave yo belly filled with that ironHook 2x`s[Juicy J]I`m lookin` for them big buttsNothin but them quick slutsSomething kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin` upMaybe a nigga`ll take the campProbably let her ride my lapMade playaz from the Memphis Tenn, bitch I`m on the mapI`m the kinda nigga bro` push a 450 hoe Down the strip, Hennessy I sip on the low-lowHit me on my ? hornCan record, make a porn movie Don`t be choosy with this nigga JuicyReady to?[Chyna Whyte]What y`all know to be part of thisYou gotta be on some heartless shitAnd whether it`s legal or dirty, I`ma ball regardless trickAnd I don`t give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitchDon`t none of you hoes know about this order shitChyna Whyte I live that street lifeAnd I ain`t gon` be happy till I got my momma eatin` rightStill the one to grip that motherfuckin` heater tightAnd I`m still tryin` to find a motherfuckin` key to lifeYa heard meHook 2x`s[DJ Paul]I might not be the freshest nigga up in the clubBut shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck"They saw me VIP in the VIP y`allWith these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin` "Who are y`all"We be steppin` no less than 30 deep and thinkin` we some starsMy enterage spendin` no less than 80 G`s on they carsIf 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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