Wanna Move (feat. Big Boi, Ciara & Scar)

ATL Georgia

To New York City

Kings have arrived

Rock with me now

Let's rock

Let's rock, don't stop, let's rock

Let's rock

Let's rock, don't stop, let's rock

Let's rock

Let's rock, don't stop, let's rock

Let's rock

Let's rock, don't stop, let's rock

Hey, forever I'm on the grind

My mind is already made up

Sippin' the finest wines

Private jets to Jamaica

Every day that I wake up

I look up at Christ and thank Him

Therefore He lifts me up

So I don't see no haters

Well, let me get shit in order

I got something for ya

You ever seen a black man walk on water

**** talk shit and I'ma try to ignore ya

Get disrespectful and I'ma have to come for ya

Keep it gangsta with me now, go on and get your lawyer

'Cause my combo quick and they coming like De La Hoya

Watch your ass in the streets 'cause they will come for ya

Jammin' on the ball, wanna tap my shoulder

Don't ya wanna move

Don't this make you wanna groove

Let the feeling get to you

And let us get you hot

Our music, our music

Come enjoy the fun

Don't ya wanna move

Don't this make you wanna groove

Let the feeling get to you

And let us get you hot

Our music, our music

Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind y'all I started from the bottom

But I'm destined for the top and I ain't stoppin' till I got 'em

Call me clumsy for the way I'm droppin' records, but they breakin'

Still standin' like the fuse on my cannon

Blow away, kid

Top shelf, you gotta reach high to beat the best

I'm like Hennessy and Coke, XO and nothing less

I'm the ****, the B I G, I know you know the rest

Suppose I was the toad and no I ain't gon' rest

I'ma bang on and make this music that we sang on

Like skunk pussy, ****, always got my stink on

Hang on, you wasn't shit before we came home

You know you lame, home, you do the same song

Over and over again

You out the game, homes

****, you don't want none, zero, zilch, nada

Ain't Nathanial

Let's start this with a battle, partner, blow out your candles

You do or you don't, son

Don't ya wanna move

Don't this make you wanna groove

Let the feeling get to you

And let us get you hot

Our music, our music

Come enjoy the fun

Don't ya wanna move

Don't this make you wanna groove

Let the feeling get to you

And let us get you hot

Our music, our music

Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind y'all I started from the bottom

But I'm destined for the top and I ain't stoppin' till I got 'em

Call me clumsy for the way I'm droppin' records, but they breakin'

Still standin' like the fuse on my cannon

Blow away, kid

Here we go back again, making that beat go

Bump-bump-bump-bump-bump-bump in your back so hard

Why do **** act so hard?

I don't give a damn about a broad

I ain't gotta floss in the fast lane

Ride right fast lane

I'm in the ATL flyin' down Cascade

Still gettin' money, ain't nothing change, man

Spend a couple mill just to make my chain bling

****, you don't want none, zero, zilch, nada

Ain't Nathanial

Let's start this with a battle, partner, blow out your candles

You do or you don't, son

Don't ya wanna move

Don't this make you wanna groove

Let the feeling get to you

And let us get you hot

Our music, our music

Come enjoy the fun

I feel high on the music

I feel I might lose it

It's talking through the melody

I can hear it tellin' me to move

I feel high on the music

I feel I might lose it

It's talking through the melody

I can hear it tellin' me to move

Are you ready to press play?

Are you ready to press play?

Nah, they ain't ready

They don't believe me yet, baby

Y'all don't believe me yet