Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert – What’s The Move (lyrics, video)

Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert - What's The Move

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 is currently on the road for his Justin Bieber Big Tour with Machine Gun Kelly by his side. For those who weren’t able to catch the action on stage, Young has come through to drop off a music video from his latest So Much Fun album and it’s for the 9th  featured single, “What’s The Move.”

The visual seemingly showcases a little bit of Young Thug’s behind the scenes lifestyle – sexy ladies, bills, nice cars and the finest fits any rapper has seen. Lil Uzi Vert gets a taste of how Young’s livin’ when he comes in for his verse and the duo are seen jumping on hoods of different cars before ending the night at a strip club.

Young Thug’s album is still sitting pretty at #8 on the Billboard 200 chart with single placements on the Billboard 100. Stream the new video and let us know what you think.

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I just let lil’ mama suck me up
(Is you tryna cry in a Rolls Royce or the bus, girl?) Tryna cry in a Rolls Royce or the bus
(I jumped off the porch and went straight up, girl) straight up, girl
(You can leave your town and head to another world)

What the move?
I’m tired of eyein’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on you
‘Til the pain last too
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too (yeah), whoa

You just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (okay)
All you do is point at what you want (point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, come on (oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes (woo)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
You make it twerk for me (twerk)
You get a purse from me (whoa whoa)
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin (eighty thousand)
You get a verse for free (whoa whoa)
I make her worship me (whoa)
Copy it in bursts for me (whoa whoa)
Turn to a P-I-M-P
I make her work for me (oh, ayy)
You don’t want the bag, oh, no, no (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her drop it then pop it and work it on my dogs, uh (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mm (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make it straight up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy (oh, no, no, no, no)

Drip, drip
No shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jean is so tight they don’t fit
Still walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than fifty on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons, mix it up with the Rick
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me, my bad
Made it from the soil, made it from the Rex
Richer than your first, richer than your last
LUV, know I got the swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan’
I groove around, party pack my hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend (yeah, yuh)

You just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (okay)
All you do is point at what you want (point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, come on (oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes (woo)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
You make it twerk for me (twerk)
You get a purse from me (whoa whoa)
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin (eighty thousand)
You get a verse for free (whoa whoa)
I make her worship me (whoa)
Copy it in bursts for me (whoa whoa)
Turn to a P-I-M-P
I make her work for me (oh, ayy)
You want bag, oh, no, no (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her drop it then pop it and work it on my dogs, uh (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mm (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make it straight up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy (oh, no, no, no, no)

Diamonds, they drip down my wrist
Let’s get it, fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick (left wrist)
Bitch have it locked like a pick (sheesh)
Fittz Park, came for the shit (park K)
Grab a AK for the wrist (grab a brrt, brrt)
Gorilla, rockin’ Bape on a bitch (rockin’ Bape)
Potential court case on a bitch (bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (we livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with a bitch (we never ever play, no)
Do everything the same on a bitch (never tell the difference)
We known to pick the brains of a bitch (pick brain)
I throw the big B’s on a bitch (throw the big B’s on her)
I got a few C’s on a bitch (got slatt)
I’m in another league on a bitch (grrat)
My diamond ’bout to ski on a bitch (woo)

What’s the move? (Ayy)
I’m tired of eyein’ you (oh, yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on you
‘Til the pain last too (yeah)
Make it rain on you (rain)
It was hard to maintain too, ooh (to maintain)
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too (you couldn’t play games)
Hey, okay (yeah)

You just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (okay)
All you do is point at what you want (point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, come on (oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes (woo)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (for a duff’)
You make it twerk for me (twerk)
You get a purse from me (whoa whoa)
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin (eighty thousand)
You get a verse for free (whoa whoa)
I make her worship me (whoa)
Copy it in bursts for me (whoa whoa)
Turn to a P-I-M-P
I make her work for me (oh, ayy)
You want bag, oh, no, no (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her drop it then pop it and work it on my dogs, uh (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mm (oh, no, no, no, no)
I make it straight up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

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