Songtexte Moving Day - Samara Cyn

Yeah
Jump out, hop out, they put the whip up
Smooth bucket 'tween Porsche, Rovers, Corvetted killas
Walk in, "Damn, she fire", yeah, this a stick-up
Daddy once told me, "The cool can't be bought, it's with you"
It's on you like black on ice, like white on rice, or ice on blacks
Like cool on cats, you got it?

Watched the movie 'Ray', now I don't see no complications
Instead, I keep an ear out, still don't mind them conversations
Right, wrong, they gon' fawn for you
Keep closed, when doors open, they flock to you
Backbone, you ain't got it, they gon' do you
Keep the onion on you, these bitches made to screw you

Saty running 'til hallelujah or milli quadruple mula
Controller of my medulla 'til I can go buy Abuja
Make niggas sick to they stomach
Give 'em blookah blookah blookahs
That's gon' move 'em out my way
Tell the DJ let them speakers blow and move 'em out my face, nigga

(Moving)
It's your motherfucking moving day
Now, you ain't got to go home, but
But you gon' have to get the hell on, though
Move, bitch, get out the way
Tell these punk bitches, "Get the fuck out my face"
Move, bitch, get out the way
Tell these punk bitches, "Get the fuck out my face"

Yeah, whoa
Just catch a glimpse of lil' baby in her 20's
She ain't really supposed to be here
Should've got shot down in that closet by hooded niggas
Should've got shot down with Sheeky outside my apartment
Should've faded up that bitch Jacey when she fucked Dre 'cause I fucked Dre
But didn't want to let on, I was hurt by what some nigga say
But really, it was principle, still think about that shit today
To think 'bout all the bitches earned my fade, but I just walked away

My parents should've really been vlogging since I was little
Been leading since I was little, ambitious since I was special
And wasn't just on my momma, my teachers said I was special
I pull from things as a child, I see now where moments scheduled

Exceed past expectations, the pastor said he saw something
My journey wasn't just for nothing, them squabbles wasn't just for nothing
That talk back ain't go for nothing, was always gon' win at something
Was up to me what I wanted, been moving since just a youngin

Refuse to be someone stuck in time and never doing nothin'
Jump in the circle, get to sweating while I do my dougie
The heavy breathing, if I do it, I'm gon' do it, honey
Whichever bets that form against me, you gon' lose yo' money

Moving, moving, moving, moving, moving
Bitch, get out the way
Moving, moving, moving, moving, moving
Bitch, get out my face
Moving, moving, moving, moving, moving
Bitch, get out the way
Moving, moving, moving, moving, moving
Bitch, get out my face

Moving
It's your moving day