Lyrics
It's The Move
Stay home, and Be Broke I'm not you
Bashin' coupes, that's the type of shit we do
When we pull up, Hold her tight 'Cus she Gon' choose
We Gon' take 'em ona chase
Tell yo mom turn on the News
Stay home, and Be Broke I'm not you
Bashin' coupes, that's the type of shit we do
When we pull up, Hold her tight 'Cus she Gon' choose
He be stressin' bout the bitch
He needa get up get some blues
If yo bitch around me, then you fucked up
Me an Gang punch in' shit we jus Lucked up
We ain't goin' in if we can't tuck up
Who them niggas over there?
I thought they said some
Nigga I'll kick yo whole door down with Loubs on
Ain't tryna fuck, Give me head then put yo shoes on
In my Bag, I Been Layin', but I'm back
Watch how you approach
You get turned into a pack
Abusing whips, Pourin' drank
That's how we act
Don't ask what I'm doin' now u know I'm countin' stacks
They Gon' hate me when I say it
Nigga you, is Not a Macc
The way I left Saks
Woulda thought, a Nigga lived in it
I'm the reason, why you think yo bitch trippin'
He can't slide with gang, Cause I heard he Green sippin
The boys, get behind us all a sudden the switch missin'
I really got it out the Mud
U know this shit wasn't Givin' (At All)
For the shit that we do we take Risks
That lil shit he flexin', with I blew that on some Kicks
I wonder, how it feels, being pressed about a bitch
Put yo card in my hands, I do wire an I got slips
(It's The Move)
Stay home, and Be Broke I'm not you
Bashin' coupes, that's the type of shit we do
When we pull up, Hold her tight 'Cus she Gon' choose
We Gon' take 'em ona chase
Tell yo mom turn on the News
Stay home, and Be Broke I'm not you
Bashin' coupes, that's the type of shit we do
When we pull up, Hold her tight 'Cus she Gon' choose