Lyrics:
For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game)
Don't know
cannot
Its like King Arther and Knight Sir Lance-A-Lot
Lefty and Donnie Brasco, Gotti and Paul
Before I woulda told you Prodigy's my dog
Through
don't know karate, but I know crazy
You'd better ask somebody
And when I do dirt, jerk
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
[Yo-Yo]
I'm the type of girl
Blocka Blocka
Rude boy rude boy
I'm here to introduce to you a new Dance by my sis
Niambi
Move yo body n yo hips to da
Rhythm
Then you dip an you
the girl Kristine in it, got my man Big G in it
A-yo, inside the ghetto or in a sunny meadow
I'mma make you move whether woman or fellow
Yo, I got
feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got (man, what bitch?)
Let her know you packin' yo' shit and gotta move by
like me? Nobody
Who the fuck wearing them jewels like me? Nobody
Can't talk to that boy he a nobody
All this bread rake it up like I'm Yo Gotti
Nigga
One, two, three, woah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
I told them (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo)
I told them (Yo, yo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo)
(Yo, yo
to the beat [2]
Yo
You like the track [4]
Go ahead girl shake it like that [2]
You like the sound [4]
Go ahead girl move it all around [2]
Yes
[repeat 3x]
Go
say so (mmmhmm)
When we move yes (mmmhmm) sometimes we lay low (mmmhmm) aiyyo (yo)
Big up my little nigga Pedro
Make you after the L like turkey,
(Stephen) V1
She caught my eyes, from across the room
So tantalized by the way that she moves
Yo mister DJ give her a chance
Don't stop
to yo' car
You don't want what's goin down, you freak them to the sound
The bass was steady poundin, you dropped it to the ground
Hypnotized by
huh, oh
Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh
Yeah, let me tell you how I feel
Yo, I keep it real hood, I'm making them
My deal's good
I'm eating so you know that
should start by saying yo
I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room
I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
Now, where the ladies at?
(Yo, we're chillin' over here)
And all the fellas, the fellas?
(We takin' over this year)
I heard the party's 'round
Steeze flyin' off the roof
VIP with hundred dollar bills
Flyin' off the roof
So I got behind her, to see if I fit there
Yo go tell Gotti there's a
Five
im Bugatti fahren wie Yo Gotti charten
Never stop, bis wir Bloodys tragen
Duffle bag - voller Cash
Rich dreams n broke Nightmare
Viel zu fresh, ja ich
of the worlds, no maybes (maybes)
So, yo, we gotta to move through and push through (organize, son)
Because we got to make it happen, keep it true blue (gotta
To hold down the fort, we move on
My man got my back
I'm ready to go at anybody, who think they john gotti
Peace to manny c, good lookin out b
I'm
me, stand still don't move
Watch me i'ma show you how to do this, yeah
Uh
I'ma break it down real quick, yo
Ayo, look dog I bought
Villas, stayed in
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody
better move it
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
Remy Boyz they know the crew name
Chopper kickin' we call it Liu Kang baby
Pay attention to how we move things
Fuck niggas they screamin' Zoo Gang
concerts
I heard yo mans got beat up by the bouncer
I ain't gon lie that could never be me
Play with your life pussy boy you gon see
Come on let's see if I
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