Song parody of
Movin' On
by Mya
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Yo Mya
I know you got a man and all
But uh I been watchin y'all
And if he ain't treatin you right
'bout time you move on
Now I'm not trying to get in between y'all two,
But you gonna move, move this way
I'm so confused
I don't know what to do (gonna be aight, gonna be aight)
But I gotta be a woman
I gotta get over you (yeah aight, yeah aight)
I think I saw your baby's mother
Creeping at your back door (Yeah-ee Yeah-ee)
And your lying ass been cheatin'
And I can't take it no more oh oh
I'm movin' on (move on)
[Chorus: x2]
On
(Movin on)(and move my way)
On
(Movin on-on) (move on)
Oh-on
I'll be movin' on (and move my way, say what say what)
Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
And if you say that you've been faithful
Who was at your back door
You ain't got no money (it don't matter about all that, I got some)
I should've left you long ago (Yea-ee Yea-ee Yea-ee)
And you stroke ain't strokin' no more
So I've been sleepin all alone
(she shouldn't have to sleep by herself you know what I sayin)
If you know what I mean
I'm movin on (move on)
[Chorus: x2]
Well now I'm a No Limit Soldier
Known to keep it rowdy
You know one's that make you say uh
And Bout It, Bout It
Now one to the two
Two to the three
I ain't sayin leave him
But you need to like roll wit me
Cause I can see you ain't happy here
When I look in your eye
You a bird
You gotta spread your wings
So now it's time to fly
You ain't never gotta trip
Or remind me
I'm trying to live ghetto fab
Like takin baths
In bottles of Don P
But I ain't perfect
Just imagine me with no flaws
Like a parking lot
Wit no cars
Cell block
Wit no bars
World wit no wars
L.A. wit no stars
Check this out
I can heal your broken heart
So don't be so fast
To react so quick
Or get all mad
And try to scratch up my six
Now you know I get paid
For bustin all kind of tight verses
See I need a girl
That I can see on top
Like Silkk and Mya
Or vice versa
[Chorus]
Yo Mya
I know you got a man and all
But uh I been watchin y'all
And if he ain't treatin you right
'bout time you move on
Now I'm not trying to get in between y'all two,
But you gonna move, move this way
I'm so confused
I don't know what to do (gonna be aight, gonna be aight)
But I gotta be a woman
I gotta get over you (yeah aight, yeah aight)
I think I saw your baby's mother
Creeping at your back door (Yeah-ee Yeah-ee)
And your lying ass been cheatin'
And I can't take it no more oh oh
I'm movin' on (move on)
[Chorus: x2]
On
(Movin on)(and move my way)
On
(Movin on-on) (move on)
Oh-on
I'll be movin' on (and move my way, say what say what)
Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
And if you say that you've been faithful
Who was at your back door
You ain't got no money (it don't matter about all that, I got some)
I should've left you long ago (Yea-ee Yea-ee Yea-ee)
And you stroke ain't strokin' no more
So I've been sleepin all alone
(she shouldn't have to sleep by herself you know what I sayin)
If you know what I mean
I'm movin on (move on)
[Chorus: x2]
Well now I'm a No Limit Soldier
Known to keep it rowdy
You know one's that make you say uh
And Bout It, Bout It
Now one to the two
Two to the three
I ain't sayin leave him
But you need to like roll wit me
Cause I can see you ain't happy here
When I look in your eye
You a bird
You gotta spread your wings
So now it's time to fly
You ain't never gotta trip
Or remind me
I'm trying to live ghetto fab
Like takin baths
In bottles of Don P
But I ain't perfect
Just imagine me with no flaws
Like a parking lot
Wit no cars
Cell block
Wit no bars
World wit no wars
L.A. wit no stars
Check this out
I can heal your broken heart
So don't be so fast
To react so quick
Or get all mad
And try to scratch up my six
Now you know I get paid
For bustin all kind of tight verses
See I need a girl
That I can see on top
Like Silkk and Mya
Or vice versa
[Chorus]
