Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay (Ooh)
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay (Skrrt)
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay (Ooh)
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, go)

All of you bitches is food
If you the opps, you gon' be singin' the blues
Feelin' like Bishop in Juice
Word to my dude, this Jimmy Choo on my shoes
All of my niggas is macks
This is a fact, this ain't no cap app
All of my bitches is bad, word to my dad
They know we get to the bag
Move my hips, okay
Tell him to go, then I tell him to stay, hey
Baby, it's okay
I have been havin' one hell of a day, yay
Saint Laurent all on my shades
Then I pull up in a cherry Merced's, yay