Moves I Make

[Daz & Butch Cassidy]

Yeah

What's up, Dub?

Butch Cassidy, what it do, my nigga?

Haha, yeah

With a little different twist

Fuck it, I'm too high

Yeah

Woo!

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]

Let's all roll, let's do this town

Stop by the homie's, let's grab a pound

Scoop up this girl that I just found

Cruise in my ride just banging sounds

Sunshine out, what a wonderful day

Number one in town, what can I say?

Man, this life is so damn great

And this girl can't hardly wait

Moves I make

[Verse 1: Daz]

I'm a move maker, I believe in making moves

Always making the right moves to improve

Never ever make unnecessary choices

No way, no how, homie, I really can't avoid it

Dope spots we rock, the moves I make

For goodness sake, watch me whip this case

Double up, we the best that ever tell it

Only out on the Pacific Coast, so yeah we cruise and we sell it

Then I back it on up, hit the streets in mash mode

Punch in my passcode

My bitch got ass though

It's a million of those

What you call ratchets, we call them tricks and hoes

For my homies before

Here we go

We turn it on up

Infinite time and effort nigga, we keep burning on up

It's the summertime, we keep it all original

The moves that I make, make me invisible

So

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: WC]

Off top before I get it off and bail through the land

Loc-est man though

I check my mail, but I ain't talking about mail like love letters out my mouth

I'm talking that Cali green I shot down South

And I ain't talking about Lean but it'll knock you out

I'm talking that puff, puff, pass without a doubt

I'm talking that sixteen ounces of powwow

Looking forward, don't call me if you got a drought

I make moves in the fast lane for dollars

Slanging the powder

'Cause tomorrow ain't promised

Fuck being jobless

Waking up at 2:30, walking in the liquor store wearing pajamas

My mind on my money and my money on my mind

And time is money, but money can't buy time

So I don't worry about nothing if ain't bout mine

'Cause I ain't got time for the bullshit, I'm on a grind

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: WC]

I'm on a mission and my mission is getting a knot

Make moves till the transmission stops

And even then, I'mma stay pushing for figures

I'm like a bogus check, bounce back on you niggas

Say what you want, but ain't no holding me down

With a bad bitch and money, I'mma stay rolling around

Gansters, hustlers, players, what y'all expect, it's the hog in me

Money keep calling me

[Verse 4: Daz]

All we wanna do is just smoke and ball

Me and Dub ain't worried about none of y'all

It's crack-a-lacking in the town, I give y'all a call

This for my homegirls, and this for my dogs

Pool parties and picnics

For y'all to get with it

You know this the shit

Make them haters go sick-sick

Roll it up let the wind lick

You know who we with

Courage to the max for this West Coast G shit

[Chorus]

[Outro: Daz]

Yeah

New day, new city

New city, new day

Every day is a move to make

You already know

Get that money

All my homegirls out there, stay hustling

All my homeboys, get that motherfucking money

You know how we do it

Yeeeeah

Woo!