P$c - Move lyrics

[Chorus: Polite] I love the way, the girl, her batti move The way her wheels turn, and her batti move She bend back weird, and her batti move Then wanna then (MOVE) all the girls and [Polite] I said baby girl listen, I'mma twist ya body in some weird a** position Like wrestling, submission Yo what I gotta do, to get you back to the crib Get you in the bedroom, and crack a few ribs Love the way your body move, now you crushing this party Now you sweating all over your body Yo, and she a fly little misses Fly, buy your a** and some fly some sixes, fly little sisters Wanna take a ride, with some fly little k**as? Introduce your girls to my little k**as (MOVE), shorty's on the floor looking so good (MOVE), yo, I've been around the world but I'm still hood [Chorus] [Stumik] I'm coming to get it and busting in a couple of minutes When Stumik get in it, it's nothing but reluctious feelings Take your thongs hang 'em up on the ceiling Climb the walls like King Kong, going up on the building (MOVE), I'm screaming your name, it's puppy love and we in the rain For rough s** in the seat of the Range I'm fiending to bang, baby girl, I'm peeping your frame It's Icewater, keep it dripping mami, we in the game [P.C.] (MOVE), Left to right, nice shoes, cute face and her dress was tight Ya'll know P.C., I'm the wreckless type When she move, make me wanna have s** tonight Let me move in, shorty I'mma hoola hoop in it I long dick 'em and ditch 'em, in about, two minutes P.C.'s a freak, ask any chick I beat I'm the man in between the sheets, it's like [Chorus] [? - unknown] I'm the cat with the proper dame, bikini top, L'Acosta frames Yelling my name from the top of her range Little young thing, sweet and petite, look good enough to eat Take her to dinner in the luxury suite What you know about rocking lenin, perfect gentleman Swimming in the most feminine women Ralph Lauren lenin on, putting my women on Body incredible, edible, cinnamon thong [Hands] Aiyo, I like the way she move, I'm a beast when she swing it, it reach Across the street, got me ready to beat Like 'em certified freaks, in the bed, when she giving me head She got me feeling like I'm laying in bread Mami shake it, you infactuate the spot, treat 'em like the grot Have her tongue kiss the crotch, ma, you official With your top, more less, make it pop With your boy Handstand, with them drops [Chorus]