move bitch
lil jon & the east side boyz
here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
nigga three six mafia burn inside the southern territorial
leavin' a memorial page in editorial
when? watch yo back go front? scarecrow
leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like rose in china snow
wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it
leave you dead in a closet
family recked from yo death-death
sendin' two off for the chef
cause i melt them with medicine
i'm perscription called death when?
straight take a hoe nigga
and when shit is gettin' thick
but i'm slicker than that bitch gon' get
get out the way hoe and lay low
you just another stank hoe
trickin' on the dance flo'
lookin' kinda slutty though
i'm all about my money hoe when i bump on yo stereo
jumpin' drawz just like a broad
they know me from my lac's and my creases
slap the fuck out of each and all y'all
i done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz
the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw
niggaz ain't seen what i saw
if ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better draw
always sayin' shit that i mean
a-town nigga gotta come clean
what's up motherfucka what's up
all these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
why you tryin' to doubt me baby
now look what done happened
we done hooked up with eastside boyz
makin' moves like the fuckin' u-haul boys
gangsta boo be groovin' always choosin'
gangsta boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
nigga don't play with the muthafuckin' don't play lady
god damn what you bitches say
we comin' through like the rock bitch
knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bitch
bitch i'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch
didn't we tell yo ass to move bitch
now yo head busted? two fuckin' bricks
so get yo fire and dip hoe
cause a nigga gone off that quevo
why you still runnin' yo mouth bitch
you must've not known who you fuckin' with
we'll leave you dead in a fuckin' ditch
cause we runnin' with the three triple six
and them guns for them young hoes
we'll leave ya firm like a dildo
all my niggaz doin' fed time
we'll leave yo belly filled with that iron
i'm lookin' for them big butts
nothin but them quick sluts
something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
maybe a nigga'll take the camp
probably let her ride my lap
made playaz from the memphis tenn
i'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe
hennessy i sip on the low-low
don't be choosy with this nigga juicy
what y'all know to be part of this
you gotta be on some heartless shit
and whether it's legal or dirty
i'ma ball regardless trick
and i don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitch
don't none of you hoes know about this order shit
chyna whyte i live that street life
and i ain't gon' be happy till i got my momma eatin' right
still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
and i'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life
i might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
but shoulda seen when i walked in the hoes said what the fuck"