Make A Move Quarashi

[Verse 1: Ómar]
I come runnin' when the beat starts yo, kick it toward me
Spittin' out lyrics like a cross dressin' dope fiend
I'm wrecking it, I'm working hard for the best of it
Beating just the best of them, don't wanna get the rest of them
I'm wrecking it (yeah!)
I fuck it up for the next of kin
I'm kickin' back with a blunt and a glass of gin
You can't control me, I'm the motherfucking man
Why do I claim these things? Because I can
Break it down to basics, ya'll see me lifted
Elevated, sage-like, lovesome, and gifted
Strikingly original, a pioneer, a visionary
When it comes to sex, I'm a man on a missionary
Springing like a jackknife, quick to the rescue
You want to test me? You'll fuck with my crew
So make your move son, don't keep me waiting
Better do it now
Or you want to keep on hating?

[Chorus: Ómar]
Booya! I rock it hard, I rock it best
Booya! I'm grindin' now to break the test
Booya! Shake that ass and shake ya breasts
I guess those are the things that make me blessed!