Movin’

Movin’ here, movin’ there
I’m just movin’ everywhere
Movin’ with the beat, I just feel so damn elite
I am creepin’ in your set, I will kill you in your bed
Blood up on my fucking head, I am counting up the led
Who is next? Come and guess
It’s the playa’ after this
Hit the list, It’s the kiss
That the faggot mama miss, bitch

Place the barrel in your mouth
You taste the death? Your final breath
Now let me go and check the cheque
Now I am flying in a jet
Bitch you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Place the barrel In your mouth
You taste the death? Your final breath
Now let me go and check the cheque
Now I am flying in a jet

Bitch, you know I got-got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got-got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move

Bitch, you know I got-got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got-got to go
I got to run, I got to move
Bitch, you know I got to go
I got to run, I got to move