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"Make a Move" is a track by Lloyd Banks, from the album Rotten Apple, released 10th October 2006. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Uh Yeah I'm back, nigga [Chorus] I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules But I could make you move Put 'bout a quarter mil' on jewels so I ride around wit' the uz' And that'll make 'em move Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind (Yeah) My lifestyle's too fast to take my time (Yeah) I got to get in position to make her mine (Uh) 'Cause I ain't leaving the club without my .9 You know I got my .9 Think twice 'fore you cross that line You must've lost your mind (Uh) Thinking you can off my shine [Verse 1] Shorty got it shaking, I'm waiting to take her home (Uh-huh) It's hot as hell in here and I'm thinking of Patrón I know a couple different ways I can make her moan When I'm done wit' her, she'll want to take a nigga to Rome (Woo) Give me a hour, I'll have her blowing up my phone Like a stem to a stone, she won't leave me alone (Uh) Million-dollar nigga, I get it and show off (Yeah) the doja Give me a minute wit' your boss, I'll fold ya New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover Holster, over the shoulder I'm the sickest thing spitting in the Y (Uh) Your plane ain't the same, it's different when I fly (Fly) Southside playa, play around and get popped (Pop) 24-hour stake, out on your bitch block (Block) Don't get your views confused wit' hip hop 'Fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hook drop [Chorus] I'm a G-Unit nigga and that means I don't play by the rules But I could make you move Put 'bout a quarter mil' on jewels so I ride around wit' the uz' And that'll make 'em move Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind (Uh) My lifestyle's too fast to take my time (Uh) I got to get in position to make her mine (Yeah) 'Cause I ain't leaving the club without my .9 (Uh) You know I got my .9 Think twice 'fore you cross that line You must've lost your mind Thinking you can off my shine [Verse 2] Yeah, from what I hear, niggas don't like me (Na) Its funny, they wanna be just like me They bummy, it's jealousy more than likely The money, done made a nigga all icey (Yeah) 4 figure ring, that boy doing his thing (Uh-huh) VVS bling, my chain long as a swing (Uh-huh) Boulevard King, but known in Beijing Fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring (Woo) 69 scrapper wit' the up and down pumps (Yeah) Murder is forever, don't fuck around once (Yeah) Bottle after bottle, I down 'em until I'm drunk (Yeah) If you ain't chipped in, don't come 'round my blunt Grimy and gritty, New York City's top gun First nigga acts up, gets a hot one BPV, the bottom and top done I get there, I gets it, I'm done, one [Chorus] I'm a G-Unit nigga and that means I don't play by the rules But I could make you move Put 'bout a quarter mil' on jewels so I ride around wit' the uz' And that'll make 'em move Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind (Uh-huh) My lifestyle's too fast to take my time (Yeah) I got to get in position to make her mine (Mine) 'Cause I ain't leaving the club without my .9 You know I got my .9 Think twice 'fore you cross that line You must've lost your mind (Yeah) Thinking you can off my shine [Verse 3] I don't know bout you, but I'm doing it for the Q (Queens) Wood brand new, size 22 shoe (Yeah) Use your money, don't let your money use you I got a cruise view, you know the usual My life's beautiful, my pockets full of bread (Uh-huh) You get out of pocket, I'll play soccer wit' your head (Uh) And that girl ain't your girl, know the difference, boy (Boy) Pussy kill more niggas than a liquor store (Woo) I left something on her when I seen her She was rubbing it in like Noxzema (Noxzema) She real cute, big titties and hips and she pretty convincing, a video vixen If you looking for a mack, I fit the description (Uh) Chicks see him, take pictures, and kiss him (Uh) Back block nigga, I get it and I'm good (Yeah) I'm hood, living life like you should (Uh) [Chorus] I'm a G-Unit nigga and that means I don't play by the rules But I could make you move Put 'bout a quarter mil' on jewels so I ride around wit' the uz' And that'll make 'em move Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind (Make up your mind) My lifestyle's too fast to take my time (Take my time) I got to get in position to make her mine 'Cause I ain't leaving the club without my .9 (Uh) You know I got my .9 Think twice 'fore you cross that line You must've lost your mind Thinking you can off my shine [Outro] N.Y, New York, that is Y'all know the name I handle my biz, kid
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