Veno Da Don
Bitch Move
B*t*h Move



Intro chorus:



B*t*h move
B*t*h, b*t*h
B*t*h move
N***a move, b*t*h
Yeah, she know what to do
I'm that f**king dude
I might act a fool
Yeah, I might act a fool



Intro:


Free X n***a
Pipe up
B*t*h
Yah yah, move
B*t*h move
N***a move
B*t*h, b*t*h b*t*h b*t*h



Verse 1:



Say, where my mother f**king ill n***as? Pop a pill n***a. We don't squeal, we Keep it real, you ain't in the field n***a. This b*t*h tryna make a film, came over to chill with her. Mother f**k yo record deal, yeah that's how I feel n***a (f**k f**k f**k). Ray bands on my face, aye
F**k hoes, I get paid yah. Ya boyfriend he a lame, yeah. Shawty come on my way. Get to the fetti, pockets they heavy, my hoe look like Betty Boo
(Hmm) She gave me kisses, she gave me hickeys, she gave me Becky too
(Ou) F**k that chill sh*t n***a turn up. (N***a pipe the f**k up)
We ain't sober n***a burn up. F**k with me and it's a murda. The illest n***a that you heard of. I be flexing heavyweight. But my pockets out of shape. Hottest n***a, no debate. Aye, turn up. Aye, yeah


Chorus:



B*t*h move
B*t*h, b*t*h
B*t*h move
N***a move, b*t*h
Yeah, she know what to do
I'm that f**king dude
I might act a fool
Yeah, I might act a fool



Outro:



B*t*h move, out my way. Out my way (x2)
N***a move, out my face. Out my face. (x2)
Yeah