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Way You Move (Whistle)
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Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know
Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow
You just put your lips together and you come real close
Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? (Whoo) here we go
Come blow on my flute
Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move
Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune
Bitch, so bad, let me buy you those shoes
Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah)
'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes
Look, everybody lit for the party (haha)
The posh tings are obsessed with loons, so you know what to do, get lit for a smartie (get lit)
Road trip, yo, I gotta roll, link up with my bro, parked up in a Derby
Told brodie, "I wanna see green, yo, I wanna see P's, yo, I wanna see khaki" (grrt-grrt-grrt-grrt, ah, grrt)
I got bad tings actin' boujee, put on the mask, and they're askin', "Who's he?" (Who's he?)
Got the club bouncin' like her booty (bodoom)
This life that we live is a movie (no cap)
I jumped in the booth, not a hoopty, me and Comfy had to switch up the routine (switch it)
Two G's just to hold up my new jeans (haha-haha)
She said she in love with the new me (haha, grrt)
Got it in 'cah we had two phones, do this on my Jones, I don't need no army (ah)
If she's on it then G, I suppose, bro, I'm done with these hoes man, I'm good like Lani
Swear down, I had no bread in my punto (no way), now it's baguettes in a 'Rari (baow)
Work hard, but I'm still havin' fun though, you done know, soon I'ma get me a Barbie (haha)
Come blow on my flute
Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move
Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune (skrrt)
Bitch, so bad, let me buy you those shoes (haha)
Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah)
'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes
Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know
Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow
You just put your lips together and you come real close
Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? (Argh) here we go (yo)
I got old tings vexed textin' tryna tell me what we used to be (used to be)
I'm doin' good, it's not news to me (news to me)
Marje insistin' a uni' degree (whoo)
Baby, let loose when you move it for me
If I need to let loose, do it musically
Hit a milli' then I quickly turned two into three
Don't be silly, I ain't ever doin' music for free, ah-ah
For the days I was broke, no payslips (ah-ha)
I can't stop 'til I cop me the spaceship (no way)
Me and Comfy don't fuck with the fake shit
Derby to Moston, we too underrated (argh)
Got the whole of the AP shakin'
IG models on me tryna taste it (they're bouncin')
She love the fact that we made it, huh, guess I came along from the day shift
Come blow on my flute
Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move
Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune
Bitch so bad, let me buy you those shoes
Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah)
'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes (no way)
Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know
Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow
You just put your lips together and you come real close
Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Here we go