Mariah Carey - Migrate (feat. T-Pain) | Текст песни

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• Mariah Carey
• Migrate (feat. T-Pain)

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Keep it moving Bounce
Keep it moving Bounce
Keep it moving Bounce
Keep it moving Bounce

Once again nothing jumping up in yo place,
Sick of your berry buzzing all in my face,
Way too much to tolerate,
Time to roll,
Y'all know I gots to migrate.

Speed dial connecting me to Rae-Rae (Hey)
Click in Shawntae and Mae-Mae (Hey)
Treat it as a holiday,
Cause he's a wrap,
Y'all know I had to migrate.

See I'm on my way home,
Cause my jeans, yeah they fit,
But it might benefit
Me to throw something on,
To feature my hips,
Accentuate my ****
And steal the show.

As soon as we walk through the door,
Fellas be grabbing at us like yo,
Trying to get us going off the Patron,
We sipping Grigio... slow.

If your neck and your wrist coordinate,
Hair braided or faded okay,
We can move this back to my place,
It's time to migrate.

From my car into the club we migrate,
From the bar to V.I.P. we migrate,
From the party to the after party, migrate,
After party to hotel, migrate.

As we proceed getting buzzed,
The envious ones hating
But they can’t take they eyes off us,
But we don’t see none of that,
They playing my jam,
And the floor is packed,
So ya'll need to migrate up out the door.

We clicking glasses,
Compliments of the club,
Raise they 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 grabbing at us like yo,
Trying to get us going off the Patron,
We sipping Grigio... slow.

If you're inked up, thugging
That's what I like,
Face body and Lamborghini outside,
Obviously boy you're qualified,
Otherwise, migrate.

From my car into the club we migrate,
From the bar to V.I.P. we migrate,
From the party to the after party, migrate,
After party to hotel, migrate.

[T-Pain Rap:]
This is where it begins
And ends at the very same time,
T-Pain the main man of the hour,
Got a flow that'll flex yo tire,
Got stacks plus I'm back with Mariah.
[Mariah laughs]

We stay down like four flats on a Cadillac,
Back to the back, we fall flat (girl),
Make you feel like doin a dance,
I'm gonna pull up my pants c'mon back (girl)

But I gotta migrate to the bar,
From the bar to the flo',
From the flo' to the car,
From the car to the crib,
Then back to the club,
We can migrate it all night,
And Mini Coupe sitting on dubs.

Watcha waiting on,
I can’t stand in one place,
I need that Platinum Patron
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.

Soon as I'm walking through the door,
They know I'm from the 8-5-0,
I need three bottles of that Patron,
I can make the Chevrolet creep so slow,
If your ... and your ... coordinate,
Shawty show it like it ain’t OK,
We can move this back to my place,
Shawty best believe, it's time to migrate.

Soon as we walk through the door,
Fellas be grabbing at us like yo,
Trying to get us going off the Patron,
We sipping Grigio... slow.

If you're inked up, thugging
That's what I like,
Face body and Lamborghini outside,
Obviously boy you're qualified,
Otherwise, migrate.
(Bye)

Keep it moving bounce
Keep it moving bounce
Keep it moving bounce
Keep it moving bounce