P Diddy (Puff Daddy) - Wanna Move (Feat. Big Boi) Lyrics:
ATL, Georgia to New York City
Kings have arrived, f**k with me now

Let`s rock, let`s rock, don`t stop, let`s rock
Let`s rock, let`s rock, don`t stop, let`s rock
Let`s rock, let`s rock, don`t stop, let`s rock
Let`s rock, let`s rock, don`t stop, let`s rock

Hey, forever I`m on the grind
My mind is already made up
Sippin` the finest wine
It`s private jets to Jamaica

Everyday that I wake up
I look up at Christ and thank Him
Therefore He lifteths me up
So I don`t see no haters

Well, let me get this s**t in order, I got somethin` for you
You ever seen a black man walk on water?
Ni**a, talk s**t and I`ma try to ignore ya
Get disrespectful, I`ma have to come for ya

But keep it gangsta wit me, now don`t go get ya lawyer
`Coz my combo quick and they comin` like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets `coz they will come for ya
Chairman on the board, won`t accept nothin` shorter

Don`t you wanna move?
Don`t this make you wanna groove?
Let the feelin` get to you
And let us get you high on music, on music
Come enjoy the fride

Don`t you wanna move?
Don`t this make you wanna groove?
Let the feelin` get to you
And let us get you high on music, on music
Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind y`all I started from the bottom
But I`m destined for the top
And I ain`t stoppin` `til I got `em
Call me clumsy for the weight
I`m droppin` records but they break
And still standin` like the fuse on my cannon
Blowin` weight, kid

Top shelf, you gotta reach high to be the best
I`m like Hennessey and coke, XO and nothin` less
I`m the ni**a, the B I G, I know you know the rest
Suppose I was to told ya no, I ain`t gon` rest

I`ma bang on and make this music that we sang on
A skunk pussy ni**a always got my stank on
Hang on, you wasn`t s**t before we came on
You know you lame, homes, you do the same song
Over and over again, you buy the game, homes

Ni**a, you don`t want none
Zero, ziltch, nada, [Incomprehensible]
That shut this through the [Incomprehensible]
Now blow out ya candles, you do or ya don`t, son

Don`t you wanna move?
Don`t this make you wanna groove?
Let the feelin` get to you
And let us get you high on music, on music
Come enjoy the ride

Don`t you wanna move?
Don`t this make you wanna groove?
Let the feelin` get to you
And let us get you high on music, on music
Come enjoy the ride

Need I remind y`all I started from the bottom
But I`m destined for the top
And I ain`t stoppin` `til I got `em
Call me clumsy for the weight
I`m droppin` records but they break
And still standin` like the fuse on my cannon
Blowin` weight, kid

Here we go back again, makin` the beat go
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump up in ya back so hard
Why do ni**as act so hard?
I don`t give a damn about a broad

I ain`t gotta floss in the fast lane
Ride right past lames, I`m in the ATL, flyin` down cascade
Still gettin` money, ain`t nothin` changed, man
Spent a couple mil` just to make my chain blang

Ni**a, you don`t want none
Zero, ziltch, nada, [Incomprehensible]
That shut this through the [Incomprehensible]
Now blow out ya candles, you do or ya don`t, son

Don`t you wanna move?
Don`t this make you wanna groove?
Let the feelin` get to you
And let us get you high on music, on music
Come enjoy the ride

I feel high on the music
I feel I might lose it
It`s talkin` through the melody
I can hear it tellin` me to move

I feel high on the music
I feel I might lose it
It`s talkin` through the melody
I can hear it tellin` me to move

Are you ready to press play?
Are you ready to press play?
Nah, they ain`t ready
They don`t believe me yet, baby
Y`all don`t believe me yet?

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