Dare You 2 Move (feat. Problem)

I doin' 95 on the 15 Drive cray like a nigga fifteen High as fuck yeah I'm bout to O.D. Oh lord I don't wanna see the police Cause nobody's home, I'm gone And I hope to death I'm wrong, talking nasty on my phone She's like what kinda drugs you on? None, I'm just a guy who likes to have fun And you seem like you wanna have none So I'm done Whoop, talking to your ass Let me call another bitch up Damn I'm bout to crash, I almost ran into a pick up Get higher wit yo' hands it's a motherfuckin' stick up I Dare you to move I dare you to move I dare you to move What kind of drugs you on motherfucker? I dare you to move What? Smoking a joint when I arrive That's what those winners do Bitch don't be killing my vibe, your money is short as an interlude Boy you can't swim with a shark Flip before I bite off your inner tube Baby he fine, I am the man for the job, we can skip all the interviews I'm a come over and into you take it Take it like you suppose to Have us some more drinks then we get naked Getting that pussy, go postal on me Then hop right back in the diamond lane Fuck Police pulled up side me man I dare you to move (Fuck me) (I'm talking to the bitches, yeah) (That shit go crazy) She like what kinda drugs you on? None, I'm just a guy who likes to have fun And you seem like you wanna have none So I'm done Whoop, talking to your ass Let me call another bitch up Damn I'm bout to crash, I almost ran into a pick up Get higher wit yo' hands it's a motherfuckin' stick up!! I Dare you to move I dare you to move I dare you to move What kind of drugs you on motherfucker? I dare you to move