^Intro (It's bout to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way (Betta move, it's bout to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way You betta move 50 feet shawti (Yuh!), let a nigga thru If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!) I push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! (Yeaahh) Git out my way, we ballin' like Ayye! I'm throwin' money, I can't take it wit' me anyway Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!) Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! ^{Verse 1} Ain't no body goin' broke, err' body sellin' dope Err' body gittin' money, it's some niggas tellin' no We ain' talkin' on the phone, I don't know ya, I ain't servin ya No body neva heard-a ya, you fuckin' wit' some murderas Look at my wrist, look at my bitch She hold daddy down, help a nigga git rich (Yeah!) This patron got me hot, the Phantom in the 'lot See this pill kickin' in, and I'm standin' wit' my glock In this bitch like move (Yuh!), I need some elbow room Got me spillin' liquer why the club close so soon Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to +Git Buck+ Gimme a light, tell the DJ turn my shit up (It's on now) ^Chorus You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!) I push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! (Yeaahh!) Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!) I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!) Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! ^{Verse 2} Cup fun of Hennesey, my niggas call it Gasoline Pussy niggas fill up, and say shit they don't mean Stuntin' wit'cha real money, dat'll git'chu killed See probly wann' this paper, my baby needs some milk Bitch we built this city, the dope boi committee I still got the nerves to saddle up, and come and git it A product of the projects, my momma's only son Made my 1st million dollas, and a new drama would come Didn't run from it (Yuh!), I ran to it (Yuh!) I'm not playin' bout The Unit, and my fans knew it Now make a lane for me, 'cause I deserve this I wonder what my enemies git when they hurr this (Let's Goo!) Ha-ha ^Chorus You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!) I push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! (Yeaahh!) Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!) I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!) Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! ^Hook You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!) You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!) You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!) You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me (Aye, Aye!) ^{Verse 3} Got a blunt of green sticky, and my A.K. wit' me If a mothafucka hit me, I'ma knock his head off! I ain't scared of non of y'all bitch, I'm runnin' from the law (Whudd!) Put'cha trigga fingas up, if you will knock they head off! Push-a-weight, all thru the state It's like I speed up, when they tell me "Pump my brakes!" (Aye!) If I told chu what I make err' time I flip a kii You would prolly try to take the same trip dat I take, but'chu can't (Ayye) ^Chorus You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!) I push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! (Yeaahh!) Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!) I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!) Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Push em back! Aye, Let's Goo..