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[Hook] A hunned new emcees fighting for the lead But one young once aiming for the head Took one shot and all of them fell Then that young boy pulled up instead Move over, oho, move over, oho I took the game over, oho Move over, oho, oh Ah, don't let the birth certificate fool you I would pick you up in the yellow bus and school you Your new chick's a older me, his bindess way all along I was born to be the king, I got my name on the throne That's something they all should know, snap back with my hair rated My life is a movie, I feel like it should be narrated Tired of them jocking here, starting to get irritating Matter fact, I'm already irritated Hell yeah I'm in it, think you messing with me Homie, you might already forget it Talking bout you're the best, she forgot to say I'm just kidding I'm on a ride and can nobody see me, windows tinted You say you girl is the bindess, and you feel like you be lost without her But how she your girl, asking me to write a song about her I'ma show you how you sposed to make a move I don't know that, young boy bout to pull up, move over [Hook] A hunned new emcees fighting for the lead But one young once aiming for the head Took one shot and all of them fell Then that young boy pulled up instead Move over, oho, move over, oho I took the game over, oho Move over, oho, oh I tell them kiss my swag, sometimes I kick and crawl it I'm as fly as it gets, even without the cameras rolling My chick bad, she over that amber rose, And on top of the world, tryina cherish the moment Step aside, reclining on what it's right All about my bizness, cali 2 with a fitted top Real recognize real so stop with the faking and maybe Just maybe, one day you'll get lucky and be recognized I do it, and the lane on my own, so sometimes I feel secluded Come see I really own,and this right here is history In rare form of music, and truth is, I'm way more than a dreamer Told them I was the hell, arena Got them loosing they minds, just because of my dominion You can't keep up with me, I'm gone, I'll see ya, Primo [Hook] A hunned new emcees fighting for the lead But one young once aiming for the head Took one shot and all of them fell Then that young boy pulled up instead Move over, oho, move over, oho I took the game over, oho Move over, oho, oh. |