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Rocket Rod - Move it Lyrics



Rocket Rod - Move it Lyrics




Move it, move it, hop on the beat and I chew it
Move it, move it, if you got ass to be movin
Move it, move it, I'ma go dumb like I'm stupid
Glock 23, hands up, niggas, don't be movin

Ride with your homie, I'm just cruisin
She got ass, shake it fast, damn, she know how to move it
Pounds and rounds through the town, watch how I distribute it
Move it, move it, move it, move it, move it, move it

Why is you with that man? He ain't bootin
Walk in the party, a shot to get groovy
I let her suck like a smoothie
But no, she can't get no blue cheese

Still the same nigga, just don't ride a hoopty
I shoot first, can't let a nigga shoot me
FN extended clip, no movie
Niggas be lame and the rest straight goofy

Do what I want, can't let em out do me
Don't like niggas, f*ck around, buy a 2 seat
Stay on the sidewalk, you ain't in the street
Yea I'm petty, if you cheat, I cheat

Trappin so hard, I forgot to eat
In the studio, forgot to sleep
I'm in the telly, cause life's a sweet
Im bout my bread like wheat

She got ass, about that cash
You better spend it if you ain't cheap
Baby, I got OCD, but that head sloppy, it ain't neat
New truck pop, don't want no Jeep

I got niggas spinnin' for me
Buyin' Birkins like they free
Bitch, movin', movin
Hop on the beat and I chew it

Move it, move it
If you got ass, then we movin
Move it, move it
I'ma go dumb like I'm stupid

Block 23, hands up
Niggas, don't be movin
Ride with your homie, I'm just cruisin
She got ass, shake it fast

Damn, she know how to move it
Thousand rounds through the town
Watch how I distribute it
Move it, move it

Move it, move it
Move it
I'm bout my chips, dip tortilla
Ridin' with thick, hips in the Nina

My shoe game is lit, I kick shit like FIFA
I'm in a big body Beamer
That's your girlfriend, I ain't seen her
She was tucked in her faena

Spin your block, I'm in a steamer
Pour a 8 up, bae, I'ma leaner
All these problems, I'ma overthinker
She's more of a social drinker

No backwoods, I'ma leaf
Smoke exotic, yeah, that's reefer
Baby, I won't leave you
Forever, I'm here to please you

I want you, but I don't need you
The problems, stress, I see through
Designer down on her feet, too
I'm thinkin' bout sand on the beach, boo

The vision, the image, I peep
She shake ass, I'm like, let me see
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Move it, move it, hop on the beat and I chew it
Move it, move it, if you got ass to be movin
Move it, move it, I'ma go dumb like I'm stupid
Glock 23, hands up, niggas, don't be movin

Ride with your homie, I'm just cruisin
She got ass, shake it fast, damn, she know how to move it
Pounds and rounds through the town, watch how I distribute it
Move it, move it, move it, move it, move it, move it

Why is you with that man? He ain't bootin
Walk in the party, a shot to get groovy
I let her suck like a smoothie
But no, she can't get no blue cheese

Still the same nigga, just don't ride a hoopty
I shoot first, can't let a nigga shoot me
FN extended clip, no movie
Niggas be lame and the rest straight goofy

Do what I want, can't let em out do me
Don't like niggas, f*ck around, buy a 2 seat
Stay on the sidewalk, you ain't in the street
Yea I'm petty, if you cheat, I cheat

Trappin so hard, I forgot to eat
In the studio, forgot to sleep
I'm in the telly, cause life's a sweet
Im bout my bread like wheat

She got ass, about that cash
You better spend it if you ain't cheap
Baby, I got OCD, but that head sloppy, it ain't neat
New truck pop, don't want no Jeep

I got niggas spinnin' for me
Buyin' Birkins like they free
Bitch, movin', movin
Hop on the beat and I chew it

Move it, move it
If you got ass, then we movin
Move it, move it
I'ma go dumb like I'm stupid

Block 23, hands up
Niggas, don't be movin
Ride with your homie, I'm just cruisin
She got ass, shake it fast

Damn, she know how to move it
Thousand rounds through the town
Watch how I distribute it
Move it, move it

Move it, move it
Move it
I'm bout my chips, dip tortilla
Ridin' with thick, hips in the Nina

My shoe game is lit, I kick shit like FIFA
I'm in a big body Beamer
That's your girlfriend, I ain't seen her
She was tucked in her faena

Spin your block, I'm in a steamer
Pour a 8 up, bae, I'ma leaner
All these problems, I'ma overthinker
She's more of a social drinker

No backwoods, I'ma leaf
Smoke exotic, yeah, that's reefer
Baby, I won't leave you
Forever, I'm here to please you

I want you, but I don't need you
The problems, stress, I see through
Designer down on her feet, too
I'm thinkin' bout sand on the beach, boo

The vision, the image, I peep
She shake ass, I'm like, let me see
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Writer: Rodney Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Rocket Rod
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Rodney Jones
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