Gotta Move On (Queens Remix) Diddy, Bryson Tiller, Ashanti & Yung Miami
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[Intro: Diddy]
I can feel it, love is in the air tonight
Move on
Woo, come on
And we've been waitin' for this moment
All our lives
Move on (Let's go)
Move on
[0:20?] onto here (This is)
Ayo, turn it up (The queen remix)
Let's go (Uh-huh), run rounds let's go (Yeah)
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yo), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Let's go
[Chorus: Bryson Tiller & Diddy]
She don't want my love (Come on), I guess I gotta move on (Love Records)
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah (Ayy, y'all like the way this sounds? Stay in the frequency)
Oh but, if she don't want my love (And ladies, report to the dancefloor), I guess I gotta move on (Report to the dancefloor, the frequency is here)
Oh yeah, oh no (Caresha, talk to 'em)
[Verse 1: Yung Miami & Diddy]
Step one, I can't stress me a nigga (Yeah)
Forty-point necklace, I could buy me a nigga (That's right)
DeLeón sippin' but my new nigga richer (Facts)
He hit like this tequila, I could feel him in my liver (Take that)
He ain't movin' on, he ain't had enough of me (Nah)
Half a million on a shoppin' spree ain't enough for me (Go)
Ex nigga think I'm trippin'
Hot tub on a yacht, only time I'm trippin' (Let's go)
Concierge and the butlers, how I'm livin' (Come on)
We just went missin' (Ow), Dior Christian (Everything expensive)
He on my body real bad (Real bad)
Too fly, bitch, I ain't never jet lag (Come on)
Hop on this PJ, his other hoes mad (Haha, chill)
Caresha, please, he love it when I brag (Love it when you brag, don't stop)
I can feel it, love is in the air tonight
Move on
Woo, come on
And we've been waitin' for this moment
All our lives
Move on (Let's go)
Move on
[0:20?] onto here (This is)
Ayo, turn it up (The queen remix)
Let's go (Uh-huh), run rounds let's go (Yeah)
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yo), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Get to the bag (Yeah), where that money at?
Let's go
[Chorus: Bryson Tiller & Diddy]
She don't want my love (Come on), I guess I gotta move on (Love Records)
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah (Ayy, y'all like the way this sounds? Stay in the frequency)
Oh but, if she don't want my love (And ladies, report to the dancefloor), I guess I gotta move on (Report to the dancefloor, the frequency is here)
Oh yeah, oh no (Caresha, talk to 'em)
[Verse 1: Yung Miami & Diddy]
Step one, I can't stress me a nigga (Yeah)
Forty-point necklace, I could buy me a nigga (That's right)
DeLeón sippin' but my new nigga richer (Facts)
He hit like this tequila, I could feel him in my liver (Take that)
He ain't movin' on, he ain't had enough of me (Nah)
Half a million on a shoppin' spree ain't enough for me (Go)
Ex nigga think I'm trippin'
Hot tub on a yacht, only time I'm trippin' (Let's go)
Concierge and the butlers, how I'm livin' (Come on)
We just went missin' (Ow), Dior Christian (Everything expensive)
He on my body real bad (Real bad)
Too fly, bitch, I ain't never jet lag (Come on)
Hop on this PJ, his other hoes mad (Haha, chill)
Caresha, please, he love it when I brag (Love it when you brag, don't stop)
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