Lil` Jon Move Bit*h Lyrics

Move Bit*h Lyrics

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

[Hook] - 2x's
Move bit*h, get out the way hoe
f**k that shit, get out the way hoe
Move bit*h, get out the way hoe
f**k that shit, get out the way hoe

[Lord Infamous]
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
Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death
Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef
Cause I melt them with medicine
I'm perscription called death when ?

[J-Bo]
Oh there she go, old triflin' bit*h
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when sh*t is gettin' thick
Out the door she split
She straight slick
But I'm slicker than that bit*h gon' get
So now move bit*h, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, 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
And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit
Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bit*h f**k this now

Hook

[Sean Paul]
They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul)
Slap the f**k out of each and all y'all (all y'all)
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz (bitty drawz)
And uh, the other day this bit*h 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 draw
Okay, always sayin' sh*t that I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean

[Gangsta Boo]
What's up motherf**ka what's up
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy as* hoes talkin' sh*t about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby
I'm the shit, you can't fade me
Now look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise
Makin' moves like the f**kin' U-Haul boys
 
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
Nigga don't play with the muthaf**kin' don't play lady
On the way, God damn what you bit*hes say
Nigga

Hook

[Lil' Jon]
Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha
We comin' through like the Rock bit*h
Knock you out yo motherf**kin' socks bit*h
Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bit*h
Bit*h I'll break yo motherf**kin' nose bit*h
Didn't we tell yo as* to move bit*h
Now yo head busted ? two f**kin' bricks
So get yo fire and dip hoe
Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo
Why you still runnin' yo mouth bit*h
You must've not known who you f**kin' with
We'll leave you dead in a f**kin' 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

Hook 2x's

[Juicy J]
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, bit*h I'm on the map
I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe 
Down the strip, Hennessy I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my ? horn
Can record, make a porn movie 
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy
Ready to?

[Chyna Whyte]
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 f**k if you the tallest or the smallest bit*h
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 motherf**kin' heater tight
And I'm still tryin' to find a motherf**kin' key to life
Ya heard me

Hook 2x's

[DJ Paul]
I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said 'What the f**k'
They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin' 'Who are y'all'
We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
My enterage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
If 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'