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damani - move (remix) lyrics

[intro: kardinal offishall]
oh! ah yagga yo! yeah!!
damani! clipse! kardinal offishall!
clinton sparks where you at?! remix!!

[chorus: clinton sparks]
a dude like me got money to burn
wit a b like me you better wait your turn
go get your ho, don’t ask for mine
and just move your -ss to back of the line
move your -ss to back of the line (bo!!)
move your -ss to back of the line (bo!!)
move your -ss to back of the line (bo!!)
just move your -ss to the back of the line (bo!!)

[verse: kardinal offishall]
yo! clipse, damani and – mr. kardi
come to flip the remix to rock rock the party and
we keeps it offishall now
2004 sound, still a g for a pound
as you inhale the contraband
we stay vip without the wrist bands!
damani going goal wit out the cris man
mr. kardinal, wack n-gg-z eat a d-ck man

[verse: pusha t]
cali for the weekend, sinking low
in a 6-4 impala wit the insides stinking
reeking of dro, hazards blinking
sunset stroll and got them valley hoes winking
so little time, so much to do
bar fly stays open till a little past two
bouncer at the door must have a lot to prove
cause that bar fly line stretch into the viper room
i breathe that, switch my strut
i’m inside now c-cky as f-ck, how would you be?
wit the hottest alb-m of the year
and these ashton cuts in your ears, try to relate young’n
she caught my attention, she hintin to the floor
we grind a bit now we inchin, to the door
trying not to fall, you know what happens after last call!

[chorus]

[verse: damani]
jump out the west coast just ask snoop and dre?
move those ropes, move that list
move lil bouncer man, i came to spit cris
i’m so inglewood wit it, the way i spit it it’s real
it’s like y’all know i had to live it
no lie, i ain’t in the club wit a suit and tie
i’m in the club wit a group of five
i might be a lost promise or somethin, frontin
talkin to somethin at the bar, she keep askin bout my car
she said she seen me pull up in valet
wit something in the p-ssanger side resembling halle
.. cali – representative
don’t get close to my whip, the alarm is sensitive
yeah, sick flow, six 0 0
wit the steering wheel in the same side as the p-ssenger door
foreign floss, kurupting girls that come at me
wit that lil earth nature floss
i take ’em out they poetry readings
get ’em to the sunset room for the rest of the evening
i make ’em change their ways
have ’em cutting their dreadlocks off for some extension braids

[chorus]

[verse: malice]
cats ain’t got a clue as to what real cash is
each of my neighbors is doctors and actors
they wanna know bout the kid who hat backwards
whose backyard look like it’s a scene from the masters
and what i know about a 9 iron?
the only iron i know was the 9 i was firing
now everywhere i look, it’s me they’re admiring
30 years in age, contemplating retirement
could it be the jewels or the drop?
crib so huge that i call it camelot
or could it be that 50 karat watch
or me on the red carpet cooling wit carrot top
trust me young’n i will show you the meaning
in that porsche 911 wit the engine screaming
50 grand don’t even feed my demon
my life’s like a fairy tale, pinch me i’m dreaming.

[fades out]

- damani lyrics

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