paroles de chanson Joy - Lorie V. Moore

Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa

I'm classy I'm ratchet
Rock hills with a billy jean jacket
They won't pass the mic so I snatch it
Then I murk the stage boy I'm savage
Bury them all like a hatchet
And I'm from the Go like Go Gadget
Some of these lines you won't catch it
I stay lit like some matches Ahhh
And my aura is magic
This that fire boy pass it
Don't be holding me like the blunt
I know I give you what you want
But (Share)... it's yours
(Share), Have Joy
(Share) Don't be keeping me all to yourself

I know I give you life (I give you life)
I give you joy (I give you joy)
I do it right (I do it right)
Everybody wants Moore (Know you want more)

Could it be I'm full of myself? Well
See I never got too much help
From no one but me
So I love me til death
Don't hate that's just bad for your health
Like I want you to live
You want me to give everything that I'm giving you
Life life life (Share)
I give you life life life (Share)
You know I give you life life life (Share)
Don't be keeping me all to yourself

I know I give you life (I give you life)
I give you joy (I give you joy)
I do it right (I do it right)
Everybody wants Moore (Know you want more)

I know its so good you can't help it
But don't you be selfish
You can't stop at just pressing play (Whoa)
When its this good to you
Just let it run thru you
Tell everyone you know to day (Whoa)
That you met a Bad bih
Who's classy and ratchet
She ain't just that run of the mill (Whoa)
One hundred organic
Please share it go grab it
That Ms. Hardwerk she makes you feel
Some type of way (Share, Whoa, Share)
Some type of way (Share, Whoa)
Some type of way (Whoa, Whoa)