M.I. - Do I move you lyrics

Do I move you, are you willing Do I groove you, is it thrilling Do I soothe you, tell the truth now (Tell the truth n***as) Do I move you (Do I), are you loose now The answer better be (Yes, yes) I mean y'all spend so much time hating on a n***a I just wanna know It pleases me Tell me doctor Am I ill 4 years later and I'm spitting still And I am getting hotter if you feel The warming up, I'm burning up ***Like I am a re-furnaced act*** Check my thermostat Give me honor stats There's no turning back To not earning jack Check my records doc And they confirming that ***My position, my magician was my mole in hat*** Criminally good at turning rap Me i am still balling Sperm in sack Funny dudes give it a rest dude…Bennie Mac I am in the house, David Guetta k**ing these b**hes Jack the ripper Illegal music 2, I'm back n***a You waiting on me, heavy tipper Are you ready (yea) for this action See really I'm a humble dude I don't like to talk too much I don't like to brag Does it give you (hmm yea) satisfaction But see the thing is if you don't toot your own horn These n***as Are you hip to what I'm saying These n***as are gonna act like you ain't doing nothing You know what i'm saying If you are (soo), then let's start swaying (So that be the case) The answer better be (Yes, yes) If y'all gon create a monster Y'all gonna have to live with it You hear me It pleases me So what's the issue Why are you hating Where are my pupils – dilating Quick trying too …annihilate him Calling me bad…violate him See if you feel me secretly and play my music frequently but try to beef with me See my peace with me Will bring the heat for me And decently you rest in peace homie (ha ha) So eat with me ****And maybe a tab, created a style, you're only a fan*** You only a fathom Every guy got you thinking you popping more than your daddy Dudes are under the influence I'll call you a cab I'm one of a kind Stop trying to clone me I'm lyrically hammed (harmed) These n***a bologna You Hannah Montana You f**ing with Tony Inflatable ego You n***as should blow me Yea yea When I touch you (yea yea), do you quiver I mean you got to admit, this is the 4th project in a row From your head That I done changed up the game Down to your liver All my sh**s are cla**ic I go one way this time The other way that time, you know If you like it So if you like it, you know what i'm saying Let me know it Just let me know You ain't gotta hate you know what i'm saying You ain't gotta hate Don't be psychic or you'll blow it I think that's about it yo The answer better be (Yes, yes) I think I am done Great God almighty That pleases me