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Video Karaoke Liedje Move Bitch - Ludacris & Mystikal & I-20

Deze opname is een cover van Move Bitch beroemd gemaakt door Ludacris
feat. Mystikal & I-20

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 88.919 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: Cm

Tijdsduur: 04:31 - Preview aan: 02:26

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 2001
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Lawson Craig Stephen, Mystikal, Lil Jon, Ll Sandimanie Bobby Warde

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Move Bitch

Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Oh no, the fight's out
I'm 'bout to punch your lights out
Get the fuck back guard your grill
There's something wrong we can't stay still
I've been dranking and busting too
And I been thanking of busting you
Upside your motherfuckin' forehead
And if your friends jump in they'll be mo' dead
Causing confusion disturbin' the peace
It's not an illusion we runnin' the streets
So, bye-bye to all you groupies and gold diggers
Is there a bumper on your ass
I'm doing a hundred on the highway
So, if you do the speed limit get the fuck out of my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
And you about to get ran the fuck over
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Here I come here I go
Uh oh, don't jump bitch, move
You see them headlights
You hear that fuckin' crowd
Start that goddamn show
I'm comin' through
Hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I fuck the crowd up that's what I do
Young and successful a sex symbol
Now bitches want me to fuck 'em, true, true
Hold up, wait up, shorty oh, oh, what's up
Getting my dick sucked
What are you doing
Besides minding my fuckin' business
Trying to get my paper child support suing
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fucking TV's and the jewelry bitch tell me that
No, I ain't bitter
I don't give a fuck
But I'm tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Two o, I'm on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump punk I'll be right back
We buying bars out showing scars out
We heard there's hoes out so we brought the cars out
Grab the pills 'cos we popping tonight
Beat the shit outta security for stopping the fight
I got a fifth of the Remy fuck the Belve and Cris
I'm selling shit up in the club like I work in that bitch
Fuck the dress codes it's street clothes we all street niggas
We on the dance floor  throwing bows beating up niggas
I'm from the Dec' try to disrespect D.T.P.
And watch the bottles start flying from the V.I.P.
Fuck this rap shit we clap bitch, two in ya body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog ruin the party
So move bitch get out the way ho
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for two o so
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way
Move, bitch
Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch get out the way

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