Its that time again
Frankie motherfuckin P
Fergie, come out and play
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
Diamonds all on my gums gums, yeah
Talkin my shit, I got runs got runs
Hole in my jeans like Im grunge grunge
Fuckin that bitch in the buns buns
She suck on my dick til its numb yeah, numb
Pockets is fat like The Klumps Klumps
Rappers is lookin like lunch yum
Im makin a meal when I munch, woo lets go, woo
Move your hips, okay
When I be leaving she tell me to stay, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah
Got a new loft in Harlem yo
No, Fergie aint move to LA, woo Ferg
Burberry on my collar, ooh
Diamonds, they still in my face, woo ah
You dont want no problems, ooh
Fergie be settin em ablaze, ooh ah
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 aint 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, its okay
I have been havin one hell of a day, yay
Saint Laurent all on my shades
Then I pull up in a cherry Merceds, yay
Strawberry shortcake hair
Chinese bangs with my two braids, ayy
Straight from outta Queens, headed to Harlem now
I got the panda mink on and its growlin now
Already bodied Plain Jane and we mobbin now
Thats cause all these fake niggas try to rob my style
Yo, these bitches really be slow, tell em Im Billy the G.O.A.T.
Im gettin that dough, my neck and my wrist really glow
My model bitch all up in Vogue
All up in Vogue, pardon my Versace robe
Streak in my hair like Im Rogue
Nigga, you know, you better not tip on your toes
They grippin the 40 below ah
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