Letras
[Verse 1]
I just wanna touch ya, yeah, the way you move (The way you move)
Oh, you make me love you, yeah, 'cause, lady, you cool (Mm-hmm, aww)
That's the way (That's the way)
You move it, baby (You move it, baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (Come join our table)
And don't you worry (Don't you worry)
Just keep movin', boo (Keep movin', boo)
'Cause you're the star (You're the star)
Everybody lookin' at you (Said, they're lookin' at you, yeah)
And there ain't no doubt about it
Girl, the way you move
And there ain't no doubt about it
Hey, girl, baby, you cool
[Verse 2]
G-A-M-E, drop top Bent-a-ley
Gucci belt buckle, fresh outta Italy
I'm a baller, literally
Haters are swine flu, you're killin' me
I'm lookin' down on you from where the ceiling be
Me and my **** swarm on you like the killer bees
My chick ride shotgun, Billie Jean
Half Belizean, half from the Philippines
**** energy, it's like they got the heaves
Sick of me, think they wanna nine milli me
But they ain't for that rat-tat-tat-tat-tat
My bullets sing like they're registered to ASCAP
Need I say more, out in Singapore
Everything I do exotic, I don't need to bring abroad
Mister Red Carpet, I don't do awards
You want it, I done it, five million on tour, offshore
[Verse 3]
I just wanna touch ya, yeah, the way you move (The way you move)
Oh, you make me love you, yeah, 'cause, lady, you cool (Mm-hmm, aww)
That's the way (That's the way)
You move it, baby (You move it, baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (Come join our table)
And don't you worry (Don't you worry)
Just keep movin', boo (Keep movin', boo)
'Cause you're the star (You're the star)
Everybody lookin' at you (Said, they're lookin' at you, yeah)
And there ain't no doubt about it
Girl, the way you move
And there ain't no doubt about it
Hey, girl, baby, you cool
[Verse 4]
Yo, Pharrell, I'm ri-ridiculous, so-so sick with it
You can call me cancer, but I don't smoke cigarettes
Come through in a 'Rari same color as licorice
If I ain't with her, my bitch like, "This my ****'s shit"
Haters beware, I can see clear
Through the lens on these black Louis V's, yeah
Something 'bout Mary, make me wanna blow up
And P got the 'disiac for me when I show up
Whip game crazy, I call it all kinda
You a big fish to swim with piranhas
Used to call me 'Dope Game' when I copped from Jose
Now I play the Roosevelt and I cop rosé
(**** be like, "Yo, you lease that?" No way)
California Slim license plate Saint-Tropez
Eatin' with a table full of toupees, lobsters
Been a mobster since the two-way, holla
[Verse 5]
I just wanna touch ya, yeah, the way you move (The way you move)
Oh, you make me love you, yeah, 'cause, lady, you cool (Mm-hmm, aww)
That's the way (That's the way)
You move it, baby (You move it, baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (Come join our table)
And don't you worry (Don't you worry)
Just keep movin', boo (Keep movin', boo)
'Cause you're the star (You're the star)
Everybody lookin' at you (Said, they're lookin' at you, yeah)
And there ain't no doubt about it
Girl, the way you move
And there ain't no doubt about it
Hey, girl, baby, you cool
Written by: J. Taylor, P Williams