It's that time again Frankie motherfuckin' Paige Birdie, come out and play Move ur hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Diamonds all on my gum Talkin' my ***, I got runs Holdin' my jeans like I'm grunge Fuckin' that bitch in the buns T-sack on my dick till it's numb Pockets is fat like the clumps Rappers is lookin' like lunch I'm makin' a meal when I munch Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Got a new loft in Harlem, no, Frankie ain't move to L.A. Burberry on my collar, ooh, diamonds, they still in my face Youngin' don't want no problem, ooh, Frankie be sad I'ma blaze Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay All of you bitches is fools If you the opps, you gon' be singin' the blues Feelin' like Bishop and Juice Word to my dude, they should meet you on my shoes All of my niggas is max, this is a fact This a no cap act All of my bitches is bad Word to my dad, they know we get to the bag Move my hips, okay, tell him to go, then I tell him to stay Hey, baby, it's okay, I have been havin' one hell of a day Yeah, stand up out all of my shades Then I pull up in a cherry Mercedes Yeah, strawberry shortcake hair Chinese bangs with my two braids, ayy Straight from out of Queens, headed to Harlem now I got the Pandemic on and it's growlin' now We're already body playin' Jane and we mobbin' now Yeah, that's cause all these fake niggas try to rob my style Yo, these bitches really be slow, tell them I'm Billy Decoe I'm gettin' that dope, my neck and my wrist really glow My model, Joel up in Vogue Boy up in Vogue, puttin' my Versace robe Strickin' my hair like I'm Rove Do you know, you better not tip on your toes The grip in the 40 below Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay, when I be leavin', she tell me to stay