Song: Move B***h ~~ 2001 ~~ 4:31
Artist: Ludacris featuring I-20 and Mystikal
LP/CD: Word Of Mouf ~~ Def Jam ~~ 2001
Composers: C. Bridges~C. Lawson~M. Tyler~B. Sandimanre

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Oh, no, the fight’s out
I’m ‘bout to punch your lights out
Get the f*** back, guard your grill
Is somethin’ wrong, we can’t stay still
I’ve been drinkin’ and bustin’ two
And I been thinkin’ of bustin’ you
Upside your motherf***in’ forehead
And if your friends jump in (Oh, girl) there’ll be more dead
Causing confusion, disturbin’ the peace
Since not into losin’, we runnin’ the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers
Is there a bumper on your a** (No n****)
I’m doin’ a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the f*** out of my way
I’m DUI, hardly ever caught sober
And you about to get ran the f*** over

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Here I come, here I go
Uh-oh, don’t jump, b****, move
You see them headlights, you hear that f***in’ crowd
Start that god**** show, I’m comin’ through
Hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I f*** the crowd up, that’s what I do
Young and successful, a sex symbol
The b****es want me to f*** (True, true)
Hold up wait up, Shorty, ooh, oh, what’s up
Get my d*** sucked, what are you doin’
Beside my f***in’ business
Tryin’ to get my paper, child support soon
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these f***in’ TVs and jewelry, b****, tell me that
No, I ain’t bitter, I don’t give a f***
But I’mma tell you like this,b****
You better not walk in front of my tour bus

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

To all ??? on the right track
Even got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump-pump, I’ll be right back
We buyin’ bars out, showin’ stars out
We heard there’s h**s out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels ‘cause we robbin’ tonight
Beat the s*** out of security for stoppin’ the fight
I got a fifth of that Remy, f*** the Belve’ and Cris’
I’m sellin’ s*** up in the club like I work in the b****
F*** the dress code, it’s street clothes, we all street n****s
We on the dance floor, throwin’ bows, beatin’ up n****s
I’m from the deck, try to disrespect DTP
And watch the bottles start flyin’ from the VIP
F*** this rap s***, we clap b****, you and your body
Grab your 4, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move, b****, get out the way h**
All you f****t motherf***ers make way for 2-0, So

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way
Move, b****, get out the way
Get out the way, b****, get out the way

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: July 5, 2002