Lyrics:
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
dance moves off my shelf
Young tamale, you're a hottie
The baddest out of Follies
Shake that cake like maraccas
Durty whine on it and mix it with
all of my plans come thru
And I leveled up bit by bit
Stayed out the way
Had to focus all on my moves
Had to learn how to stay out the mix
Niggas is
that wanna be your man
Hold you by the waist bring you in a little tighter
The way you movin I can tell you're a rider
Girl I love the way you move it
you wanna duel?
Blue-Eyes White Dragon, no I will not lose
When I hit my dance got unlimited moves
Counting twelve thousand and that was by noon
down and speed it up up
You're body bang
See that double butt mix with whats up in my cup
Makes me want you in this club club!
You're body bang, bang
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
chain please don't snatch it
Gelato and runts, that's my cologne when I walk past your bitch in the club let her have it
See how you did me now tell me
couldn't sweat this on a bad day
By the way just in case you never heard
Rappin' 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin' off them suckas poppin' off
I’m at the bar watching the way you flunk.
Stuck on the dance floor, you’re ready to bend down
In front of me or somehow maybe get found
By somebody
a fuck what i'm drivin'
Houston on that lit shit man it's time to go
All my ladies in the club shake some ass drop it low
Call me Outkast, I'm just so
the way I move, I'm letting you know
So we both let it go, and let our bodies flow
We Move, We Move, We Move, In the club
We Move, We Move, We Move, you
the way I move, I'm letting you know
So we both let it go, and let our bodies flow
We Move, We Move, We Move, In the club
We Move, We Move, We Move, you
know I dry heave
When I spit the heat
Motherfuckers better bundle up, air tight
I be in the club all day through the midnight
You could get it spit
as everyone else
Niggas know the flow is the best
In the elf and stilf metal and you're silent
Move and I'm running in the
Game can't stop him
Asthma, Nigga
So what's real fool?
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
[Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Back when MLK Way was Empire Way
I was
Alright now that we got that out of the way, lets double up
It's your boyfriend
Look here, we're in the club
You're trying to decide whether
Iced out shawty move that thang got me like woah
It's a drive by in the club by the way she drop it low
I ain't switchin' for the fame I ain't never
She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first
I hop in the club and boppers show love, and I don't even put in work
I
I'm 10 steps ahead you tryna keep up I'm way to smooth with the way that I move
How you gone win when you playing my game I made the rules guaranteed
I wanna hear your heart beat
Wanna feel what you need
Let me stay tonight by your side
By your side
I wanna hear your heart beat
Share your dreams
and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In
and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In
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