Ludacris - Move b**h (radio edit) lyrics

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Ludacris - Move b**h (radio edit) lyrics

Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Oh no! the fight's out I'm about to punch yo, lights out Get the f** back, guard ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still I've been drinkin' and buzzin' too And I been thankin' of bustin' you Upside ya motherf**in' forehead And if your friends jump in "Oh girl", they'll be more dead Causin' confusion, disturbin' tha peace Its not an illusion, we runnin' the streets So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers Is there a bumper on your a**? No n***a I'm doin' a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the f** outta my way I'm DUI, hardly ever caught sober And you about to get ran the f** over Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Here I come, here I go Uh oh! Don't jump b**h, move You see them headlights? You hear that f**in' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage, knock the curtains down I f** the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, a s** symbol The b**hes want me to f** them, true true Hold up, wait up, shorty "Oh what's up? Get my dick s**ed, what are you doin'?" Sidelinin' my f**in' business Tryin to get my paper, child support suin' Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these f**in' TV's and j**elry b**h, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a f** But I'm a tell you like this b**h You better not walk in front of my tour bus Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way 2-0, I'm on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels 'cuz we robbin' tonight Beat the sh** outta of security for stompin' the fight I got a fifth of the Remy, f** the Belve and Cris I'm sellin' sh** up in the club like I work in the b**h f** the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street n***as We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up n***as I'm from the DEC, tryin' ta to disrespect DTP And watch the bottles start flyin' from the VIP f** this rap sh**, we clap b**h, two in ya body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party So move b**h, get out the way hoe All you f*ggot motherf**ers make way for 2-0 So Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way Move b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way

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