Gangsta Boo - Move lyrics

[Hook: repeat 2X] Move b**h we in the club now Move hoe its about to go down We off the chain chain, we crunk as f** We do the damn thang, we tear dat b**h up [Verse 1: Kelly] It's the raw b**h, bumpin off one a- f**in- gin From the house girls to the back side got bump to the front now our f**in 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**hes that dough for rockin dat pole Take a back seat, back row, takin the back b**h 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** wit it (f** wit it) you stuck wit it Gangsta Boo bombshell wanna trust wit it (trust wit it) That's right I ain't playin with cha dis is my sh** Think you bad cuz yo a** got a**, I got TITS Real b**hes don't get down on the flo' NO Real b**hes 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**hes throw it up real n***as say my name All up in the club swoll, all my n***as got gold Yellow, we don't really care, muthaf** dem hoes Put yo sign up in his face make dem n***as start a fight Since you say you from the streets represent the streets right I'm the undergound queen wit my girlz dats wa**up Lookin' good please believe we gon' tear dis b**h up Ridin round limo tint hittin corners with my click Rasheeda we ain't never scared ask Kelly b**h (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***a we in the club now Boy let me hold some or get the f** 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**h 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**h we off the chain, we do the damn thang b**hes grab your titty's and my n***as 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**hes is here to send ya a** home [Hook] - 2X