
WHAT’S THE MOVE? Watsky & T-Pain
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[Intro: T-Pain]
Watsky!
Hey, T-Pain, Nappy Boy
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Just one chance and I ain't tryna lose it
Moving like this is all I'm ever choosing (Hey!)
We in the right place and I ain't gon' lose this groove
What you saying? Tell me, what's the move?
[Verse 1: Watsky]
We got to move, I want you, boo
You want me too (Hey)
If you got ass, then move that ass
And touch me (Touché)
Gadunkadunk built like a Tonka truck
Backing it up like beep-beep
All your friends pregnant, but the butt's big
And it's jiggling magnificently (Goddamn)
Bodies want us to do the thang
Body wants me to shoot my thang (Bang, bang)
What you got in your future plans?
Why the fuck should we use our brains?
I know we want it, you're ready to back up on it
Your booty is like a haiku, your body is like a sonnet, poetical
Deep into my ventricles, feeding me chemicals
Heating my kettle, getting me feeling I want to settle
Like doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Do you want to make a baby?
(Are you fucking crazy?)
Watsky!
Hey, T-Pain, Nappy Boy
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Just one chance and I ain't tryna lose it
Moving like this is all I'm ever choosing (Hey!)
We in the right place and I ain't gon' lose this groove
What you saying? Tell me, what's the move?
[Verse 1: Watsky]
We got to move, I want you, boo
You want me too (Hey)
If you got ass, then move that ass
And touch me (Touché)
Gadunkadunk built like a Tonka truck
Backing it up like beep-beep
All your friends pregnant, but the butt's big
And it's jiggling magnificently (Goddamn)
Bodies want us to do the thang
Body wants me to shoot my thang (Bang, bang)
What you got in your future plans?
Why the fuck should we use our brains?
I know we want it, you're ready to back up on it
Your booty is like a haiku, your body is like a sonnet, poetical
Deep into my ventricles, feeding me chemicals
Heating my kettle, getting me feeling I want to settle
Like doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Do you want to make a baby?
(Are you fucking crazy?)
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