Songtexte Migrate - Audio Idols

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Hey, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Hey, Danja, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Hey, T-Pain, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Hey, MCA, hey

Once again, nothin' jumpin' up in your place
Sick of your theory buzzin' all in my face
Way too much to tolerate
Time to roll, y'all know I gots to migrate
Speed dial connectin' me to Rae-Rae
Clique and Chante and Aimee
Treat it as a holiday
'Cause he's a wrap, y'all know I have to migrate
See, I'm on my way home
See, my jeans, it ain't fit
But it might benefit me to throw somethin' on
To feature my hips, accentuate my and steal the show

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like, "Yo"
Tryna get us goin' off that Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
If your neck and your wrist goin' haze
Hair braided or faded, okay
We can move this back to my place
It's time to migrate

From the car into the club, we migrate (Migrate)
From the bar to VIP, we migrate (Migrate)
From the party to the afterparty, migrate (Migrate)
Afterparty to hotel, migrate (Migrate)

As we proceed getting buzzed, the envious ones
Hating but they can't take their eyes off us
But we don't see none of that
They playin' my jam and the floor is packed
So you'll need to migrate up out the door
We're clinkin' glasses, compliments of the club
We with the status, so you know they show us love
Everywhere we go, they gon' flock
Them boys migrate to where it's hot, it's hot, it's hot

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like, "Yo"
Tryna get us goin' off that Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
Lift up our fingers in the light
Spotted your Lamborghini outside
Obviously, boy, you're qualified
Otherwise, migrate

From the car into the club, we migrate (Migrate)
From the bar to VIP, we migrate (Migrate)
From the party to the afterparty, migrate (Migrate)
Afterparty to hotel, migrate (Migrate)

Now this party begins and ends at the very same time
My titty pain, the main man of the hour
Got a flow that'll flat your tire
Got stacks, plus I'm back with Mariah
We stay down like four flats on a Cadillac
Packed to the back with four fat girls
If you feel like doin' the dance, I'm gonna pull up my pants
C-c-c-c-come on back, girl
But I gotta migrate to the bar
From the bar to the floor, from the floor to the car
From the car to the crib, then it's back to the club
We can migrate in a Mini Coop sittin' on dubs
Oh, oh, what you waitin' on?
I can't stand in one place, I'm on that Platinum Patrón
And I hate when I don't get it my way
So don't wait for me to buy drinks or you gon' dehydrate
It's time to migrate, yeah

Soon as we walk through the door (Hey)
You know I'm from the 8-5-0 (Hey)
I need three bottles of Patrón (Hey)
I can make this Chevrolet piece come slow
Don't tell your friend, what an a— (Hey)
Callin' shorty like it ain't okay (Hey)
We can move this back to my place
Shorty, best believe it's time to migrate

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like, "Yo"
Tryna get us goin' off that Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
If your neck and your wrist goin' haze
Hair braided or faded, okay (Woah, woah)
We can move this back to my place (Woah, woah, woah)
It's time to migrate (Woah, woah)

Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey
Keep it movin', bounce, hey