Never let these nigga's ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Michael Phelps with the swim moves (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt) Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) We gon' go live, we gon'

Club Tropicana, drinks are free Fun and sunshine, there's enough for everyone All that's missing is the sea But don't worry, you can suntan! Pack your bags And leave tonight Don't take your time Gotta move your feet, don't you you miss the flight!

I wanna, lick you you from yo' head to yo' toes And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo' Then I wanna, you make it so good I don't wanna leave But I gotta, know what-what's your fantasy Give it to me now, give it to me now Yeah,

Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you you wanted to These expensive, these is red bottoms These is bloody shoes Hit the store, I can get 'em both I don't wanna choose Look, I don't dance now I make money moves Say I don't gotta dance

Look around, look around, look around All around, all around, all around Move it ah gotta get ya, wanna getcha Move it ah gotta get ya, gonna getcha It's emotional and I told you you so But you you had to know so I told you you All around, oh yeah When I'm feeling

'Cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here Fallen into this place, just giving you you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife

I gotta be, gotta be, gotta gotta be me! March to the beat C'mon you you need to see that I gotta be me You You let 'em move those feet and they'll set you you free I march to the beat gonna do my thang C'mon and feel this beat cause I gotta be me (ba da da dum dum

Fire your guns Yeah, you want some fun She got eyes of blue, body curves You You gotta fire your guns Wild beast, I'll make you you mine Taste your kiss, sweet lips divine She got moves, drips of sweat 'n legs that'll break your nerves

Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly I gotta let you you know the move (South Side) Feel like I tripped off the drank, that's weird Oh my God, I just can feel the love Drop top with the windows up Ya' know? (South Side) I'm gonna take you you on a

Into the city where it all began You You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma Time you you gotta move When you, you gonna move to the city? Aw, child, ain't it a pity? Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me You You pack your bags