Move
Ludacris feat. Mystikal & I-20 Lyrics
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Get out the way bitch, get out the way
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
Move bitch, get out the way
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, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead
Causin' confusion, Disturbing The Peace
It's not an illusion, we running the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers
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
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
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
Here I come, here 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 curtains 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 whats up, get my dick sucked, what are you doin'?"
Side linin' my fuckin' business
Tryin' to get my baby 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
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
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
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 pills cause we popping tonight,
Beat the shit outta security for stoppin' tha 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 niggas
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas
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
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
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
The song “Move Bitch” is a collaboration between Ludacris, Mystikal, and I-20. The lyrics are about letting people know that they need to move out of the way and make space for the singer. The first few lines are repeated throughout the song, creating a catchy and memorable chorus. The verses touch on a number of themes, including violence, drinking, and recklessness.
The lyrics suggest that the singer is feeling powerful and invincible, fueled by alcohol and a sense of superiority. They are in a confrontational mood, and seem to relish the idea of causing chaos and confusion. The song also contains some vulgar language and violent imagery, which may be challenging for some listeners.
Overall, “Move Bitch” is a fast-paced and aggressive hip-hop song that revels in its own edginess. It is a catchy and memorable tune that has become a classic of the genre over the years.
Line by Line Meaning
Move bitch, get out the way
Clear the path for me to pass through
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
I need you to move out of my way right now
Oh no! The fight's out
I'm ready to fight and I'm not holding back
I'ma 'bout to punch yo, lights out
I'm going to knock you out
Get the fuck back, guard ya grill
Step away and protect yourself
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still
I feel restless and unsettled
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
I've been drinking and firing weapons
And I been thankin' of bustin' you
I've been thinking about shooting you
Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead
I'll hit you on the forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead
If your friends try to help you, they'll also be in danger
Causin' confusion, Disturbing The Peace
I'm causing chaos and disrupting the peace
It's not an illusion, we running the streets
Our dominance in the streets is real, not just an illusion
So bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers
I'm done with all the people faking their loyalty for money or fame
Is there a bumper on your ass? No nigga!
I'm driving aggressively and won't slow down for anyone
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
I'm driving under the influence and rarely sober up
And you about to get ran the FUCK over
You're about to get hit by my car
Here I come, here I go
I'm coming through right now
Uh oh! Don't jump bitch, move
Don't panic, just move out of the way
You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd?
I'm bringing attention to myself with my car and fans
Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through
I'm demanding that the show starts because I'm ready to perform
Hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I'm going to perform so aggressively that the curtains will come down
I fuck the crowd up, that's what I do
I give the audience a wild and unforgettable experience
Young and successful, a sex symbol
I'm young, rich, and famous and considered attractive by many
The bitches want me to fuck, true true
I have a lot of female fans who want to have sex with me
Hold up wait up, shorty
Wait a minute
"Oh whats up, get my dick sucked, what are you doin'?"
I'm asking someone to perform oral sex on me
Side linin' my fuckin' business
People are interfering with my personal affairs
Tryin' to get my baby child support soon
Someone is trying to get child support from me
Give me that truck and take that rental back
I want someone to give me their truck and return their rental car
Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that?
I'm questioning who bought certain expensive items
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
I'm not upset or bitter, and I don't care what others think
But I'ma tell you like this bitch
I'm going to tell you how things are
You better not walk in front of my tour bus
Don't cross the path of my tour bus
Too bad I'm on the right track
I'm doing what I like and won't be stopped
Beef, got the right mack
I have the right weapon for the situation
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back
I'm getting a gun from the trunk and will be back soon
We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out
We're buying drinks and showing off our scars
We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out
We heard there would be women, so we brought our cars to impress them
Grab the pills cause we popping tonight
We're taking pills and getting high tonight
Beat the shit outta security for stoppin' tha fight
We're fighting against security for trying to break up the fight
I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris
I have a bottle of Remy Martin cognac and don't care about Belvedere or Cristal
I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch
I'm making a lot of money in the club
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggas
We're not following the dress code, we're wearing street clothes because we're from the streets
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas
We're fighting and injuring people on the dance floor
I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P.
I'm from the Decatur area and someone is disrespecting Disturbing tha Peace
And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P.
People from the VIP section are throwing bottles as things get violent
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body
I don't care about rap, we shoot people in their bodies
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
Get your weapon and start a fight to ruin the party
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
Move out of the way for I-20 to assert his dominance
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JONATHAN SMITH, BOBBY SANDIMANIE, MICHAEL TYLER, CRAIG STEPHEN LAWSON, CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@poorlyparkedcars3533
Imagine if police and firefighters played this instead of the annoying siren noises
@mrmacias401
Hahaha
@p0ppyfarr95
***** imagine this happening in nurseries: "OK, children, let's hear the sound of a fire engine (song plays, children would be left sitting with their eyes open wide shocked)"
@younglj01
lmao thanks for the laugh and the visual. That would be so epic to witness..
@shawnp8429
Hannah H then you wouldn't hear it if they was behind you
@ye7170
Hannah H Me:Well time to street race ay tej u ready?
Tej:heck yea i am
cops:MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!
tej:Dafuq thats copyrighted stuff GET OVER HERE!
Me:ITS THE COPS SHIT BOUNCE OUTTA HERE!
@neroameealucard945
They should play this song on ambulances as opposed to sirens
@sheikhmuahmmedharoon801
nice one
@neroameealucard945
thanks
@FirinBulletsKold
Lul