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lil house phone - move bitch lyrics

[intro]
turn up, turn the f-ck up n-gga
yeah
420 tiesto

[chorus]
i got this pistol on my hip, but i won’t use it
i just beat a n-gga -ss and leave him brusin’ (leave em brusin)
he talking sh-t, that n-gga don’t know what he doin’ (hey what the f-ck you doing)
he in the way, then push him out b-tch, i’ma move him (yeah yeah)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
get the f-ck up out my way b-tch, get to movin’ (move b-tch)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
hey get the f-ck up out my way b-tch, get to movin’ (move b-tch)
(yeah yeah)

[verse]
lift a n-gga up like a bench press (like a bench press)
ain’t talking p-rns, but i’m bustin’ with the big d-cks (with the big c-ck)
pull it out and p-ssy n-ggas start to undress (like a lil thot)
like a thot b-tch
like a lil thot b-tch (like a thot uh)
don’t make me upset, or i might blow tech
i got a punk b-tch, she love to smoke meth
you know she don’t stress, and she sell mid
you would think i’m a barber, how i clip sh-t
i might truck that p-ssy n-gga, like a hit stick (that’s a madden reference)
yeah this that real sh-t
punch him in the grill sh-t
you gettin’ hungry then it’s time to rob and steal sh-t
he try to play you like a p-ssy hit the k!ll switch (whoa whoa yeah yeah)

[chorus]
i got this pistol on my hip, but i won’t use it
i just beat a n-gga -ss and leave him brusin’ (leave em brusin’)
he talking sh-t, that n-gga don’t know what he doin’ (hey what the f-ck you doing)
he in the way, then push him out b-tch, i’ma move him (yeah yeah)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
yeah i’ma move him (move b-tch)
get the f-ck up out my way b-tch, get to movin’ (move b-tch)
yeah i’ma move him (move)
yeah i’ma move him (move )
hey get the f-ck up out my way b-tch, get to movin’ (yeah)

- lil house phone lyrics

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