Ludacris Move bitch Lyrics

[*whistling*]
Chorus: 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'ma bout to punch yo...LIGHTS OUT
Get the f___ back, guard ya grill, There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin and buzzin' too, and I been thankin of bustin' you
Upside ya m_________in forehead, And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo dead
Causin confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace, Its not an illusion, we runnin the streets-a
So bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers, Is there a b__per on your a__? NO n____!
I'm doin a hundred on the highway, So if you do the speed limit, get the f___ outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober, and you about to get ran the f___ over
Chorus
[Mystikal over second chorus]
b____! Watch out, watch out, watch out
b____! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move

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 g______ 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 s__ symbol
The b____es want me to f___ em - true true, Hold up, wait up, shorty
"Oh aww wazzzupp? Get my d___ sucked, what are yoou doin?"
Sidelinin my f___in business, Tryin to get my paper, child support suin
Give me that truck and take that rental back, Who bought these f___in T.V.'s and jewelry b____, tell me that?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a f___, But I'ma tell you like this b____
You better not walk in front of my tour bus
[Chorus]
[I-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get 'em
2-0, I'm on the right track, Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk 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 s___ outta of security for stompin the fight
I got a fifth of the Remy, f___ the Belve and Cris
I'm sellin s___ up in the club like I work in the b____
f___ the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street n____z
We on the dance floor, throwin bows, beatin up n____z
I'm from the DEC, tryna to disrespect DTP
And watch the bottles start flyin from the VIP
f___ this rap s___, we clap b____, two in ya body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move b____, get out the way HOE
All you f__got m_________ers make way for 2-0
So... [Chorus] [*whistling*]