around Officer Lamar, walkin' toward the car: "Move it!", "Come along move it", "You cannot stop it here, now move it", "Move it" "Get out of there, move it
Translation: Chuck Berry. Move It.
It's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6?s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard work Poppin' bottles Shit them hoes love it
you feelin' like it go get your lover, then reel and rock it. Roll it over and move on up just a trifle further and reel and rock with it, roll it over
the bayou Creeping along, singing a song, c'est, c'est bon, bon Playing the music on my acoustic Spanish guitaro Having a duet with my coquette out on the bayou It
luck and trouble will you know I,ve had my share. I'm gonna pack my suit-case, move on down the line, I'm gonna pack my suit-case, moving down the line
[Originally by Chuck Berry] -i just like it, let me have this dance, ya your jumping, had a crazy sound, an it'll start running,to look him down, sound
Sunny Southern Cal it never snows Niggas yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's When it comes to the gun play we vets It's West Coast for life
crazy Every saturday night Singing, Hey Johnny O Let's Fied-I-Ay On the ol' bayou Hey Johnny O Well play the Tennessee Waltz And the Zydeco They like their Chuck Berry
Simone Say whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-wee-ohh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (don't take it
bottles on the chiller Kill em with another verse Everybody see the way I be going and going How I do it Niggas the only way we know it, but then again
to dance If it takes me all night and day Well, come into my machine So we can move on out I know a jumping little joint Where we can jump and shout It
if you fell you like it Well get your lover and reel and rock it Roll it over and move on up Just jump around and reel and rock it Roll it over Roll over
way on the up They don't like it? They getting fucked by me on the go-go like Huck-a-Bucks Suck my ding-a-ling like Chuck Berry, that's a scary thought
