4th Avenue Jones Album: No Plan B Part 2 Track: Move on
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Move on Lyrics Verse 1 (Tena singing) I'm getting tired of games Look at you, a year and a half and you still ain't changed So I'm out the door Why you acting like I'm saying something I ain't never said before When I block the phone Don't be looking for me at my momma's, leave me alone I'm sick of you And all of this drama you putting me through
(Chorus) If he, really wanna be with me We can start a family If not then brother move on, move on, just go away 'Cause I ain't got time to play Working nine to five all day Know what you can move on, just move on
Don't be coming with no drama, don't be coming with that Don't be coming with no drama, don't be coming with that Don't be coming with no drama, don't be coming with that Move on, keep movin' on
Verse 2 (Tena rapping) I can't believe you got me feelin' this way Brother it's not alright, but ya it's OK Now I be leaving, I be moving away Don't talk about it, prove it to me to stay I had to pray when I was hoping to get back with you too But you ain't ready on the regular be acting a fool Like confetti in the wind would wherever you blew But now I'm tired and too old pretend ...
Verse 3 (Ahmad) You don't understand that bust on line for line On fam packin ol' timer rappers, if front of me shining Trying to catch them from behind and
It's TRUE, no man's an island So I'm THROUGH clubbin' and wilin' No running from commitment, try to do four minute mile now With you I'm always smilin Because I love a challenge You gray girl let me smother you with colour from my pallette You say I'm trippin' be thinkin' I be talkin' smack But if I walk out the door baby I won't come back How many times I done put up with your whinin' ho? Girl if you don't appreciate me I'mma find someone I'm always real with it, you know I ain't trying to play You feelin' me, all my homies say ...
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Verse 4 (Jabu) Your mama lookin' at me like (kiss teeth) What my daughter see in this Dreadlock captain always have me like I'm being frisked Bought me a new car, you bang the keys like a pianist Your mama say she hate it, then why she always be in it? Plushy in my BM, why I dress this way Had to tell her Jab rocks like "I'm Shante" Plus I love your daughter, I treat her like she Nephertiti And she never needy and she ain't ask me what I bought her Kinda homey 'cause her moms Was lonely when Pops jetted The only thing I'm leaving is this podium hot, get it? So hold tight, no time for pressure play the zone I'm sure you know I love you, but I heard you on the phone You said ...
(Chorus)
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