I like how you move Lyrics

Yeah, it's Vlone

Nigga, it's my year

Say I'm pussy

Bitch, how you think that I got here

Bitch, how you think that I'm next up

Used to get paid off of check, stubs

I just put up with a chopper

Lil nigga, I'm not a rat, wrestler

Damn, girl, I like how you dance

I'ma just blick at ya partner

Imma go blick at ya mans

Niggas just went out to Spain

Nah I just went to Japan

No, we cannot hang

Cause I know you as a fan

Baby

Damn, girl, I like how you move

Oh, shit, look so good shaking those hips

Nigga, talking get hit with a switch

And I'm shooting, you know I can't miss

And I got all these diamonds on me

All these diamonds, they shine on my fist

All these diamonds, they shine on my neck

I just put up, they like, what the heck

Niggas talking, but they do not care

Cause I pull up and I do not sweat

I got $400 on me

I got $400 on me

And I just put up with a new chopper

And I hit his ass right in his head

Ah, shit, nah, nigga, I can't lose

Yeah, I just gotta win

I just put up on the block

Nah, nigga, gotta spin

Nah, nigga, gotta pull up

Nah, nigga, gotta get back

Nah, nigga, I ain't talking

We ain't doing no tiff for tat

We ain't doing no hit for that

Nah, bitch, I ain't here for that

I just put up for the drugs

I don't want your love, baby

I ain't here for that

Shit

Girl, I like how you move

Baby, the way I talk

You say it is so smooth, baby

So just call me up, baby

I'ma talk to you, baby

I'ma tell you things, baby

That you want me to, yeah

What you wanna do, baby

Demons haunting you, baby

I got 23 shots, you got 22, baby

I just wanna be with her

Look at my Glock, that's me and her

Nigga, dropped like CM Punk

See my Glock, that nigga gon' run

Nigga gon' see my Glock and he dip off

Shot on CP3, no Chris Paul

Get my bread, you can see I'm a big boss

She giving me head and she say I got big balls

Bag super fat, I be looking like Rick Ross

Too much bread, I don't know what this shit cost

Just popped out with designer rick coat

Dropped out of school, hell nah, I don't miss y'all

Dropped out of school, hell nah, I don't feel bad

I just pulled up with a motherfuckin' rick bag

Pulled up, I left from sick, yeah

Niggas love talking that shit to their head, damn

Six flags, ride everything with a wristband

With a wristband

With a wristband

Hop in a beat and they say I'm the shit, man

Damn

Girl, I like how you move

Oh shit look so good, shaking those hips

Get the ball and I'm scoring, lil' bitch

Feel like curry, shit, I don't miss

Whatever he said, bro, that shit was hard

I ain't gonna lie

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Damn

Girl, I like how you move

Oh shit look so good, shaking those hips

When I pull up, I shit, I don't miss

Niggas talking, get hit with a switch