Move Something (Remix, Pt. 2) - Tucka

It's the strangest feeling Feeling this way for you There's something in the way you move Something in the way you move With you, I'm never healing It's heartache through and through There's something in the way you move I don't know what it is you do Not one bone in your body good enough for me But this heart is open, bloodstain on my sleeve When our eyes meet, I can only see the end But tonight I'm here, yours again But tonight I'm gonna lose it all Playing with fire, I was the first to fall Heart is sinking like a cannonball Baby, kill it, what you waiting for? Something in the way you move There's something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh There's something in the way you move Something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh There's an evil night air The stars don't shine tonight (night) There's something in the way you do There's something in the way you Push me closer, further Break me just enough Your lies always seem so true There's nothing left for me to lose There's not one thing I can do to change your ways But I can't sit back and take the lonely days When our eyes meet, I can only see the end And tonight the rain pours again But tonight I'm gonna lose it all Playing with fire, I was the first to fall Heart is sinking like a cannonball Baby, kill it, what you waiting for? Something in the way you move There's something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh There's something in the way you move Something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh-oh Oh, oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh-oh But tonight I'm gonna lose it all Playing with fire, I was the first to fall Heart is sinking like a cannonball Baby, kill it, what you waiting for? Something in the way you move There's something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh There's something in the way you move Something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh Something in the way you move There's something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh There's something in the way you move Something in the way you do it Something in the way you move, oh-oh

(Aye yo, aye, it's the P for me) Boom, boom, hold on Uh, aye, boom, boom, hold on Uh I need the money, the power, respect Heard it's a party, you know I'ma flex I got it on me, can never get left One in her body, and one in her neck If you not an opp, just know that you blessed I'm dropping bodies, I put them to rest Digging your grave These bitches be minimum wage for thinking I owe them respect So you better move, bitch (move) Telling you now, I ain't one to fool with When they hit the corona, we get the ducking the Dees They airing the news clip Disturbing the peace when we, we get to dumping the heat They softer than cool whip Out of your league, this shit ain't nothing to me I'm scoring it's two zip, now let's get it, ho (move) Bitches be broke, they needy Come to the spot, and I'm doing them greezy Can't tell me nothing, they calling me Jeezy Fuck with your life, he ain't wanna believe me Fill them with hollows, they calling me Sleepy Kodak bop it in make 'em zzz Gave 'em that twat, now the nigga won't leave me Said the pussy is water like Fiji (move) Damn it, I make it look easy I get money like asap, drape me in VVs He wanna breed it like Riri Niggas wishing they had me, get 'em a genie Run up on me and, it won't be a repeat Word to Shawnny catching a figgy I'm sick and tired of keeping it PG Get your perse, I ain't doing no freebied (move) Move, bitch All of my niggas ah boom shit (all of my niggas ah boom shit) Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef We send them to Ruth's Chris (we send them to Ruth's Chris) I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free, the ticket is ruthless (the ticket is ruthless) Fuck what you think, we make it hot like degrees You know how we do shit, now let it, ho' Move, bitch All of my niggas ah boom shit (all of my niggas ah boom shit) Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef We send them to Ruth's Chris (we send them to Ruth's Chris) I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free, the ticket is ruthless (the ticket is ruthless) Fuck what you think, we make it hot like degrees (aye, look) You know how we do shit, now let it, ho' (move) Niggas is pussy, a loose one That's why I just play 'em like track one Aye, we treat the K like a Nerf gun But when that bitch spraying, ain't no fun Big ball mommy, I'm Houston Made six figures in one month I could be spending and spending I buy me a Porsche, but no that ain't no pun They say they want smoke, but no blunt (move) Don't work in the mall, but I pack some Bitch say that she harder than who? That bitch must went up, the block for a coke run Ask your ho, I'm a dope vibe Need it all, hundreds the blue kind And I don't do drugs, I just spend his You know what I mean, I don't blow mine Fuck these hoes, I go both sides (move) I never needed a co-sign Hoes my jeans, they so tight Fuck hoes mean it's my time Bitches ain't seen me since my first drop Couldn't miss it with closed eyes Niggas be falling for me, but I clean them And leave them dry like a clothes line Let's get it, ho (move) Move, bitch, all my niggas are toothless They eat the pussy like Mastro's Then give me they money to do shit I be at the bank, I don't do nothing for free Don't ask me to do shit When I leave the house, I keep the burner on me I hope niggas ain't stupid Let's get it, ho Move, bitch All of my niggas ah boom shit (all of my niggas ah boom shit) Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef We send them to Ruth's Chris (we send them to Ruth's Chris) I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free, the ticket is ruthless (the ticket is ruthless) Fuck what you think, we make it hot like degrees You know how we do shit, now let it, ho' Move, bitch All of my niggas ah boom shit (all of my niggas ah boom shit) Cleaning the plate, if they get to serving the beef We send them to Ruth's Chris (we send them to Ruth's Chris) I be at the bank I don't do nothing for free, the ticket is ruthless (the ticket is ruthless) Fuck what you think, we make it hot like degrees You know how we do shit, now let it, ho' (Oh my god) Big Diiamond, nigga, grr (Oh, lord!)