Movin’ lyrics

Movin' here, movin' there I'm just movin' everywhere Movin' with the beat, I just feel so damn elite I am creepin' in your set, I will kill you in your bed Blood up on my fucking head, I am counting up the led Who is next? Come and guess It's the playa' after this Hit the list, It's the kiss That the faggot mama miss, bitch Place the barrel in your mouth You taste the death? Your final breath Now let me go and check the cheque Now I am flying in a jet Bitch you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Place the barrel In your mouth You taste the death? Your final breath Now let me go and check the cheque Now I am flying in a jet Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move