Lyrics:

Doin' 95 on the 15
Drive crazy like a niggas fifteen
Eyes fully of game likeOh dear!
Oh lord o dont wanna see the police
Cuz nobodys home, Im gone
And I hope that ? talking nasty on my phone
Shes like what kinda guns you one?

None, Im just a guy how love to have fun
And you seem like you also have none
So Im done, talking to your ass
Let me call another bitch
Down bout to crash, I was ready just to pick up
Yeah I hold your hand just to motherfucker stick up
Dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
What kind of guns you own motherfucker?
I dare you to move
I dare you to move

What? Smoking and drive when arrive
Busters wanna do you
Please dont be killing my vibe, your money sure get a hitter
Boy you can swallow and shock
Afraid for I bite what it had to
Baby he fine, I am the man for the job, cant skip all the interviews
Imma come over here into you tight
Take it like you suppose to
Have some ? and here we get naked
Cant hit that pussy, suppose to
That high right back in the drummer line
Police put the sirens
I dare you to move
She like what kinda of guns you have

None, Im just a guy how love to have fun
And you seem like you also have none
So Im done, talking to your ass
Let me call another bitch
Down bout to crash, I was ready just to pick up
Yeah I hold your hand just to motherfucker stick up
Dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
What kind of guns you own motherfucker?
I dare you to move
I dare you to move