This is a song about "The way she moves"

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

Its ironic the way we broke up she sucked a niggah the hard way

In the society you're the blank paper, stagnate as everything moves around ya

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

She never even wonders and cowers, or gets way shook,

She thinking she my main bitch, but really she the side chick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Moves be major with unexplainable behavior

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back