Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Move Bitch

[whistling]

[chorus 2x: ludacris]

Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

[ludacris]
Oh no! the fight`s out
I`ma `bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the fuck back, guard ya grill
There`s somethin` wrong, we can`t stay still
I`ve been drankin` and bustin` two
And i been thankin` of bustin` you
Upside ya motherfuckin` forehead
And if your friends jump in, "ohhh gurrlll", they`ll be mo` dead
Causin` confusion, disturbin tha peace
Since not into lution`, we run in the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? no nigga!
I`m doin` a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the fuck outta my way
I`m d.u.i., hardly ever caught sober
And you about to get ran the fuck over

[chorus]

[mystikal over second chorus]
Bitch! watch out, watch out, watch out
Bitch! watch out, watch out, watch out, move

Here i come, there i go
Uh oh! don`t jump bitch, move
You see them headlights? you hear that fuckin` crowd?
Start that goddamn show, i`m comin` through
Hit the stage and knock the girlies down
I fuck the crowd up - that`s what i do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The bitches want me to fuck - true true
Hold up wait up, shorty
"oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin`?"
Sidelinin` my fuckin` bussiness
Tryin` to get my paper, child support soon
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fuckin` t.v.`s and jewelry bitch, tell me that?
No, i ain`t bitter, i don`t give a fuck
But i`ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus

[chorus]

[i-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get `em

Too bad i`m on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, i`ll be right back
We buyin` bars out, showin` scars out
We heard there`s hoes out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels cuz we robbin` tonight
Beat the shit outta security, we startin a fight
I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the belve and `cris
I`m sellin` shit up in the club like i work in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it`s street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin` bows, beatin` up niggaz
I`m from the d.e.c., tryin` to disrespect d.t.p.
And watch the bottles start flyin` from the v.i.p.
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move bitch, get out the way hoe
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
So...

[chorus]

[whistling]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Move Bitch [whistling] [chorus 2x: ludacris] Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way [ludacris] Oh no! the fight`s out I`ma `bout to punch yo...lights out Get the fuck back, guard ya grill There`s somethin` wrong, we can`t stay still I`ve been drankin` and bustin` two And i been thankin` of bustin` you Upside ya motherfuckin` forehead And if your friends jump in, "ohhh gurrlll", they`ll be mo` dead Causin` confusion, disturbin tha peace Since not into lution`, we run in the streets So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers Is there a bumper on your ass? no nigga! I`m doin` a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the fuck outta my way I`m d.u.i., hardly ever caught sober And you about to get ran the fuck over [chorus] [mystikal over second chorus] Bitch! watch out, watch out, watch out Bitch! watch out, watch out, watch out, move Here i come, there i go Uh oh! don`t jump bitch, move You see them headlights? you hear that fuckin` crowd? Start that goddamn show, i`m comin` through Hit the stage and knock the girlies down I fuck the crowd up - that`s what i do Young and successful - a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck - true true Hold up wait up, shorty "oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin`?" Sidelinin` my fuckin` bussiness Tryin` to get my paper, child support soon Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin` t.v.`s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, i ain`t bitter, i don`t give a fuck But i`ma tell you like this bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus [chorus] [i-20 over second chorus] Bring it, get `em Too bad i`m on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, i`ll be right back We buyin` bars out, showin` scars out We heard there`s hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels cuz we robbin` tonight Beat the shit outta security, we startin a fight I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the belve and `cris I`m sellin` shit up in the club like i work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it`s street clothes, we all street niggaz We on the dance floor, throwin` bows, beatin` up niggaz I`m from the d.e.c., tryin` to disrespect d.t.p. And watch the bottles start flyin` from the v.i.p. Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party So move bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0 So... [chorus] [whistling] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Move Bitch: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/660.html Все тексты песен: Ludacris » Ludacris - welcome to atlanta ii \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - Diamond In The Back » Ludacris - roll out2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - Keep it On the Hush » Ludacris - Roll Out » Ludacris - Pimpin` All Over The World » Ludacris - yous a ho \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - Back for the First Time » Ludacris - Area Codes » Ludacris - Catch Up » Ludacris - Mouthing Off » Ludacris - Act a Fool » Ludacris - U Got A Problem? » Ludacris - Pick Up The Phone » Ludacris - Rollout (My Business) » Ludacris - Hood Stuck » Ludacris - Child Of The Night » Ludacris - You`z a hoe » Ludacris - Pass Out » Ludacris - growing pains \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 Рекомендуем скачать: » Машина Времени - Снова весна » Михаил Щербаков - Май » Мумий Тролль - Парк » Мифы - Коммунальная квартира » Модест - Модест » Мария Школьник - 10 ноября » Михаил Круг - Водочку пьем » Михаил Щербаков - Дело шло к рассвету, вьюги бушевали... » Михаил Анчаров - Песня про радость » Марина Самаркина - Вот отплачется вволю... » Михаил Волков - Репортаж с матча по забиванию гвоздей головой в стену, к сожалению, не состоявшегося на Олимпиаде 19 » Мария Махова - У меня темно в квартире... » Михаил Неволин - Дворцы и хижины. Когда-то... » Михаил Сипер - Декларация прав одного человека » Марина Бабич - Мечтая о лете, мы лета не видим... » Могилевский Анатолий - Мне снится Россия » Мумий Тролль - Без обмана » Михаил Щербаков - Острова » Могилевский Анатолий - Поздняя осень » Михаил Щербаков - Прощальная
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