Wørds feat. Aamir by The Mood Life Lyrics
[Verse 1: Aamir]
Ayy
Giggin', vibin', movin', movin'
Giggin', vibin', we movin', we movin'
Ah look
You have to understand that I'm not flexin' for the gram cuz to flex was already part of the plan (flex)
You have to understand that I'm not flexin' for the gram cuz to flex was already part of the plan (splash)
These haters with their doubt always be runnin' their mouth now all of a sudden they callin' me fam (nah)
I said these haters with their doubt always be runnin' their mouth, now all of a sudden they callin' me fam, ain't that a bitch?
Yeah, the door that way, you've been dismissed
Here's a parting gift, I'm blowing you a kiss, see
I don't got time for negativity, I'm always up to activities
And I don't like fake so don't act like you're tryna sit with me
Look I've got supporters behind this movement
I've got reporters writing reports about how I'm moving
My shit not boring, I'm in the booth late night catch me fooling in the coupe red guts catch me cruising
Botella for the boozin', botella for the boozin'
Botella getcha moving, ok, ok we moving
Botella for the boozin', botella for the boozin'
Botella getcha moving, ok, ok yeah now we moving
[Chorus: MØØD]
Baby, baby just dance
Just feel
And just dance, I feel it now
Just dance, dance
Baby, baby just dance
[Verse 2: MØØD]
Cuz these are those words I've heard too often
Telling me how I should play
Telling me which way is the way
Telling me what I should and should not say
I am sick of being convinced
Tired of being told how to live
How to be, how to see, how to feel (feel it now)
Maybe I'll sit and be sad for a minute
Maybe I'll hit the dab for a minute
Maybe I'll kiss that bad bitch in a minute
Maybe I'll drive my Lamb' and get a ticket
Maybe I'll fuck the bad bitch with the fit bit
Maybe I'll fuck the night up when I'm in it
Maybe I'll fuck my life up in an instant
Maybe you'll mind your god damn business
[Chorus: MØØD]
Just dance, baby
Ayy
Giggin', vibin', movin', movin'
Giggin', vibin', we movin', we movin'
Ah look
You have to understand that I'm not flexin' for the gram cuz to flex was already part of the plan (flex)
You have to understand that I'm not flexin' for the gram cuz to flex was already part of the plan (splash)
These haters with their doubt always be runnin' their mouth now all of a sudden they callin' me fam (nah)
I said these haters with their doubt always be runnin' their mouth, now all of a sudden they callin' me fam, ain't that a bitch?
Yeah, the door that way, you've been dismissed
Here's a parting gift, I'm blowing you a kiss, see
I don't got time for negativity, I'm always up to activities
And I don't like fake so don't act like you're tryna sit with me
Look I've got supporters behind this movement
I've got reporters writing reports about how I'm moving
My shit not boring, I'm in the booth late night catch me fooling in the coupe red guts catch me cruising
Botella for the boozin', botella for the boozin'
Botella getcha moving, ok, ok we moving
Botella for the boozin', botella for the boozin'
Botella getcha moving, ok, ok yeah now we moving
[Chorus: MØØD]
Baby, baby just dance
Just feel
And just dance, I feel it now
Just dance, dance
Baby, baby just dance
[Verse 2: MØØD]
Cuz these are those words I've heard too often
Telling me how I should play
Telling me which way is the way
Telling me what I should and should not say
I am sick of being convinced
Tired of being told how to live
How to be, how to see, how to feel (feel it now)
Maybe I'll sit and be sad for a minute
Maybe I'll hit the dab for a minute
Maybe I'll kiss that bad bitch in a minute
Maybe I'll drive my Lamb' and get a ticket
Maybe I'll fuck the bad bitch with the fit bit
Maybe I'll fuck the night up when I'm in it
Maybe I'll fuck my life up in an instant
Maybe you'll mind your god damn business
[Chorus: MØØD]
Just dance, baby