Movin’ Out Mýa (Ft. N.O.R.E. & Raekwon)

[Mya]
Remix
Uh uh, uh uh
At the University, uh
Raekwon, Noreaga, no-body
Movin' on

[R] Yeah
[M] Who da hell is Sabrina?
[R] I don't know what you talkin bout
[M] Yeah whatever
[R] Go head man I don't even wanna hear that right now
[M] Well whose drawers are these?
[R] Why you goin through my pockets anyway?
Why you dissin me man?
[M] I'm movin' on
[R] Psst, yeah?
[M] Yeah!
[R] Shit get real in here
Shit get real in here
Shit get real in here
Mya get real again
Shit get real in here
I'm never gonna feel her again

[Raekwon]
Yo, ayo
Yo, select meat, Gucci sneaker recipe light up the Nestle
Bless me es-pecially, play where Vettes be seen a
Green Beemer, lightin cheeba
Side swipe Adina dressed like a liter style off the meter
Play towards regulate laws with heavyweight broads
Don't jock niggas who floss, money ain't yours
Jealous of yourself, watermelon tellin herself
Rather fuck around with a felon, more love smellin
Fendi bag high-Willie in Jag, gorilla Mag
Blow you out the back, throw your broke ass in the gap
Analyze see it like that, felt you love be it like that
Still, I'm realer than the illest on wax
Rockin brims that hang low, frames sweeter than a mango
Flame actin like a lame though, how your game go
Fine, exercise mind play the train yo
Aiyyo you dead on the chain, now watch my name blow