We Make Moves
I'll knead you in like dough
Stretch you out
So your sweetness flows
Make you feel like a millionaire
When we're shopping at Five Below
Bring it down real nice and slow
So I can let my darkness go
I almost passed the other night
She brought me back to life
Just like Jon Snow
Long nights and longer shows
Gotta make sure my babies grow
I give my all and share pieces of me
And now baby wants a midnight glow
Meet me at the château
Share all the things you want me to know
Wear a mask with a slot right over your lips
Just like Justin Trudeau
We get up
We make moves
We get down
We lay grooves
We stay sound, out the way
Yeah, real smooth
Yeah, all day
Sometimes I'm in disbelief
My heart is covered in mystique
All these years I tried to escape
With my dreams hiding in the backseat
Fuck that, we're bursting out at the seams, bitch
No forgiveness
Just more bob-and-weave
Some shit cannot be perceived
Like TV's cover of Mr. Grieves
Come here for the great reprieve
I've been summoned to provide relief
There's much to be done indeed
I got a few more tricks up my sleeve
We get up
We make moves
We get down
We lay grooves
We stay sound, out the way
Yeah, real smooth
Yeah, all day
Stretch you out
So your sweetness flows
Make you feel like a millionaire
When we're shopping at Five Below
Bring it down real nice and slow
So I can let my darkness go
I almost passed the other night
She brought me back to life
Just like Jon Snow
Long nights and longer shows
Gotta make sure my babies grow
I give my all and share pieces of me
And now baby wants a midnight glow
Meet me at the château
Share all the things you want me to know
Wear a mask with a slot right over your lips
Just like Justin Trudeau
We get up
We make moves
We get down
We lay grooves
We stay sound, out the way
Yeah, real smooth
Yeah, all day
Sometimes I'm in disbelief
My heart is covered in mystique
All these years I tried to escape
With my dreams hiding in the backseat
Fuck that, we're bursting out at the seams, bitch
No forgiveness
Just more bob-and-weave
Some shit cannot be perceived
Like TV's cover of Mr. Grieves
Come here for the great reprieve
I've been summoned to provide relief
There's much to be done indeed
I got a few more tricks up my sleeve
We get up
We make moves
We get down
We lay grooves
We stay sound, out the way
Yeah, real smooth
Yeah, all day
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Perkins
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