Trent James & Doc Sic - See How They Move Lyrics

Uh that's right
Uhhh
Put a lil time on it see how they move
Everything solid I can't say the same for you
Chop right through a thousand bricks Kung fu
What you heard was true if they said we got the juice
The only way I know how to move
I can't vouch for you that mean that shit is not approved
Come here twerk like you got something to prove girl
Ass like that you could rule the world

I ain't got time for these hoes anymore
She say she wanna f*ck I say bitch hit a chorus
Me and Sic we don't even knock on the door
All we know is we finna go get some more
Now the top floor looking gorgeous
The weight watchers in the bushes in the Taurus
I'm heartless I just can't feel shit anymore
She going topless for that money you call her a whore
Man all she know is she want some more
No role models and we made it this far
Keep a couple models hanging off each arm
She ain't know me yesterday I met her on tour
Her mom said be careful you gotta be sure
That's probably all he want you for
I hear it all in ya voice
But baby listen I ain't have a choice
Left town in that Benz came back in that Royce
We the hottest thing out since the hot boys
But right now I ain't hearing no noise
I'm in town right now she don't need no toys
She say I still got yo letters in that top drawer
She said she prayed for me they was trynna give me four
And I just came home off the two
Damn I wonder if that's the genuine you
Put a lil time on it and see how they move, fo' real
You know
All y'all sleep need to go ahead and wake the f*ck up
Big BAG and we trust that you know what I'm sayin
In So Sick Muzik we trust
In BAG we trust
Uhhh that's right, Uh

Put a lil time on it see how they move
Everything solid I can't say the same for you
Chop right through a thousand bricks Kung fu
What you heard was true if they said we got the juice
The only way I know how to move
I can't vouch for you that mean that shit is not approved
Come here twerk like you got something to prove girl
Ass like that you could rule the world

112 grams of white
And my phone blowing up
I'mma make some money tonight
If this is wrong, I don't know what's right
Haters wanna see me but can't fight
I hope I don't get caught slipping like Pac and Biggie at the light
I can shoot with my left and my right
Fully loaded and cocked tonight
Why cause I grind and I stick to the script
My flow is smooth my voice is so sick
I instagram a pic witcho chick on my dick
Yea the feeling must be so sick
I'm acrobatic with these flips
I'm a casino with my chips
When it come to riding I never roll with empty clips
I stay with the baddest chicks uh
I got at least two in every mix
40 Glock in my hip any second it will rip
Punch the gas and dip grab the duffle bag and flip
Snatch the hoe and pimp rubber band that grin
Import export I'm waiting for my shit
At gumbos tearing up the shrimp
I'm cautious I can't skip
I'm calm I rarely ever trip
In and out of state one comma plus eight
I was never supposed to be this great
Og gold rays the system was amazed now I sit back and
Stare at the bricks and blaze
While my critics is amazed