Song Description

A love song for the club.

Lyrics

Pardon my altitude, but its a part of my attitude
I'm too fly and my presense lackin your gratitude
I hear your chitty chatter really not that it matter who
I'm over here holla at your boy like you mad at dude
I done had a few threw a wink and she laughed
Baby girl was tipsy only off a drink and a half
So i approached her with time to only think for a half
Of a second like
Can I trade a drink for the math
She said nah, turn around and give it another try
The smile thats on your face whats baby tellin me otherwise
no baby mother lies I aint like other guys
Said without a stutter I's givin her butterflies
So what if I told you I don't care if your man here
Cause I'm from outta town I'm just visitin fam. Here
She snatched ,e on the floor talking this was the jam here
I told her I don't dance baby ima just stand here while you

Hook:
Move Somethin, Move Somethin
8x



I can prove somethin, why you not here to move
Cause you not in the mood, or swear that you cool
Or it'll sweat out your doo well baby you is frontin
You aint here to move somethin what's the use of comin
A true beautiful woman no physical flaws
Undressin her with my eyes but got caught in her draws
Cause I was caught in a fog don't mean I thought what I saw
You was holdin up the wall like you thought it would fall
At the bar till I fall tryin to Tip the petreum up
rated triple x baby this is for grown ups
celly on silent I aint pickin the phone up
She backin up on me while I'm pokin up on her
I'm packin a boner, its practicly sauna
The presperation on her that just makin me want her
Smell the chronic aroma, I feel like the man here
Just back it up on me baby ima just stand here, while you

Hook

The time is 2 something, I'm tryin to do something
She actin brand new its like she tryin to prove something
I'm tryin to choose something not something to choose
Said She wanted something new not just something to do
I said I'm something to do she said it aint even like that
Chill said she liked that we back on the right track
Headed to the crib I have a feelin she might crack
you feel the chemistry between us why would you fight that
Now why don't you type that, math in the phone
Then....Shot petreum one of them and its on
Get the talking out the way and by the way is you grown
I don't want no one mistakin me for takin you home
If you not but you grown so its cool now we got
Nothin but time to kill when we chill at the spot
Cause the party don't stop Ima up it a notch
You can strip for me maybe ima sit here and watch, while you

Hook