DJ DRAMA & YOUNG BUCK - Move It Like I Do lyrics
(feat. D-Tay & Hi-C)
[Young Buck:]
Where the trap boys at?
Where the dope boys at?
Where the trap boys at?
Where the dope boys at?
Yo
Its about to go down
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
What you need where you wanna meet me at?
They shut the trap down but you see we right back
No scales I'm eyeballin' everything
Stash box everywhere and my Chevy stained
What a whip I cook it in the microwave
And when I'm not on the block then you might get paid
Here I go
Get grams for the lo lo
354 ounce of that snow snow
I'm the man
The dope man bitch
With platinum on my neck rose gold on my wrist
You may have alot of bricks but I got much more
And still got the nuts to put ya brains on the floor
[Chorus: Young Buck]
Come on you ain't ready this game ain't for you
I hear you got the work but you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
Ya price ain't right you can't move it like I do
The fiends know my name they tell me I'm the truth
They say you got the work but you can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
Ya coke ain't white you can't move it like I do
[Verse 2: D-Tay]
Look D-Tay I got the yayo
20 for the way-lows
Just meet me at the spot and drop my motherfuckin' mayo
Me Yayo
In New York smokin sour diesel
The Desert Eagle'll reach you shoot up to ya Regal
Two heaters on the kitchen table serving coke
Baking soda make the dope double thats my antidote
Punks tryin' to keep up with the Unit
I'm still into trappin' crack, bangin' up them women
Assuming you niggas don't need work when you do
Just holla cause boy I got a bargain for you
[Chorus: Young Buck]
Where the trap boys at?
Where the dope boys at?
Where the trap boys at?
Where the dope boys at?
Come on you ain't ready this game ain't for you
I hear you got the work but you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
Ya price ain't right you can't move it like I do
The fiends know my name they tell me I'm the truth
They say you got the work but you can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
Ya coke ain't white you can't move it like I do
[Verse 3: Hi-C]
I got the work in the Dirty South so fill my team
Yeah them pretty white rocks and them good tongue greens
Who is that comin through in that old school
828 Alpha Block yeah I'm so cool
The homies hit the studio up with four bricks
30 Gs, 6 pistols and I'm still in this bitch
Million dollar bond, no probable cause
My next tattoo on my back "Fuck The Laws" nigga
[Verse 4: Young Buck]
Talkin' dirty on my cell phone fuck it
The feds come get me bet a nigga start bustin'
We ain't stoppin'
Got the neighborhood poppin'
These hos bird watchin'
Cause of the money that I'm clockin'
I'm clean
EV2 jeans
A pair of Air Jordans that a nigga never seen
What it cost
Damn right its on me
I'm only 24 feelin' like a O.G.
[Chorus: Young Buck]
Come on you ain't ready this game ain't for you
I hear you got the work but you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
you can't move it like I do
Ya price ain't right you can't move it like I do
The fiends know my name they tell me I'm the truth
They say you got the work but you can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
You can't move it like I do
Ya coke ain't white you can't move it like I do
[Young Buck:]
Aiyo follow me niggas
I'm on my way to the trap house
