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gangsta boo - move lyrics
[hook: repeat 2x]
move b-tch we in the club now
move hoe its about to go down
we off the chain chain, we crunk as f-ck
we do the d-mn thang, we tear dat b-tch up
[verse 1: kelly]
it’s the raw b-tch, bumpin off one a- f-ckin- gin
from the house girls to the back side got bump to the front now our f-ckin end
the city we love our a-a-a town
throw yours hands up its about to go down
man i from the house club guls wit dirt flows
the b-tches that dough for rockin dat pole
take a back seat, back row, takin the back
b-tch i’m back now, back down, breakin ya back
blunts lit smoke out boo we off in the club
need to move out of the way if you can’t tear it up
now f-ck wit it (f-ck wit it) you stuck wit it
gangsta boo bombsh-ll wanna trust wit it (trust wit it)
that’s right i ain’t playin with cha dis is my sh-t
think you bad cuz yo -ss got -ss, i got t-ts
real b-tches don’t get down on the flo’ no
real b-tches get beat the game get they money then go
[hook] – 2x
[verse 2: gangsta boo]
9 times out of 10 y’all hoes be lame
real b-tches throw it up real n-ggas say my name
all up in the club swoll, all my n-ggas got gold
yellow, we don’t really care, m-th-f-ck dem hoes
put yo sign up in his face make dem n-ggas start a fight
since you say you from the streets represent the streets right
i’m the undergound queen wit my girlz dats w-ssup
lookin’ good please believe we gon’ tear dis b-tch up
ridin round limo tint hittin corners with my cl!ck
rasheeda we ain’t never scared ask kelly b-tch (yeah)
i know y’all gon’ hate on us, becuase we be famous
catch in the club on some drankin ???
i’m a tennessee type southern representative
got a bunch of folks that’ll ride or die memphis
think before you start somethin n-gga we in the club now
boy let me hold some or get the f-ck away now
[hook] – 2x
[verse 3: rasheeda]
stop wit the games i don’t play around
i’m bout to lay it down
we keep it gangsta in dis b-tch dis the a-town
ho wanna step up, and get their feelings hurt
get brokedown by broads in throwback skirts
we twork it in the club, please believe dat
if you ain’t smokin or drinkin the best we don’t need dat
i’m hood rich stack dat paper and it won’t stop
roll with wit them thugs who ain’t scared to let that thang pop
like 1 to the 2 the 3, 4
rasheeda, kelly, & boo the imatators gotta go (oh)
b-tch we off the chain, we do the d-mn thang
b-tches grab your t-tty’s and my n-ggas let ya nuts hang
the queens of the new south have arrived
and we on the grind and ain’t nann bout to take mine
tough like taflon you want some bring it on
3 don b-tches is here to send ya -ss home
[hook] – 2x
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