Song Description
Rap - Hip Hop / Los Angeles, California, United States
| Song Length |
3:19 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - General |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Content, Cheerful |
Subject |
Breaking Up, Girls, Women |
| Similar Artists |
Soulja Boy, Post Malone, Kool Keith, Jack Harlow, Drake, |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Move Around
Ugh, girl move around.
Just because Yoshi get the girls
that don't mean I want you.
Bigger and better tings is
what I'm moving onto.
Plus you just a hood-rat,
all the homies gon' shoot.
Slide off into the night baby,
because that's what we do.
(Aye!)
On bro, you ugly.
You better not touch me: Yo!
Ayo, she crazy,
she say she love me: No!
I'm not your baby-daddy, or papi:
so you can not trap me.
You're hella tacky.
Girl move around!
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're trippin'
Get out my mentions: ugh!
I'm not accepting,
this is prevention.
I'm blocking, but you ain't stopping.
My records popping.
I been so F'n hot man,
the bops just hop in.
And no need to clock in.
It's around the clock man.
Rollie no tick tocking,
they all flocking: bands!
She smashed my mans,
what I'm gonna do with that?
Just been blowing up my line,
but yo, I ain't calling back: facts!
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.
I don't even want your money.
Move around, that's on me.
On bro.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
I'm not your friend baby,
I'm not your man.
And yes I love my fans,
but please just understand:
You're putting me in a jam
by showing up where I am.
Sometimes I wanna chill,
and just be who I am.
My house is not a show:
It's the place that I go,
to take them loads off:
In case you didn't know.
My escape from the world:
give a damn about girls.
Only smashed one time,
got a thousand referrals: man!
I don't even know what Im'a do
with all that.
Shorty got the blue check now.
We're through. It's a fact: big bet!
I ain't tripping,
yea you know Im'a mack.
Still told her move around.
Move around with all that:
yea, move around!
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.
I don't even want your money.
Move around, that's on me.
On bro.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Move around with all that.
Yea move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
On bro, you're wylin'
move around with all that.
Yea, Oh!
Too much stylin' girl,
you need to fall back.
Just move around.
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.
This ain't a love thing,
& it's not a fling.