Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Move On, artist - Remi. Album song Divas and Demons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: House of Beige
Song language: English
Move On |
| Darling, I see that you’re torn up |
| Love you got and love that you want off |
| This extra-terrestrial author |
| (That's me, yeah, yeah, that’s me) |
| I could kick in the door, wavin' the pork sword, yo |
| Notorious for breakin' up homes, but |
| This time I won’t, because I’m on tour, love |
| (That's me, yeah, yeah, that’s me) |
| And you know this, I gave you the «Oh, shit» |
| Three months ago at your home in Europe |
| Since then, you got a man to hold you closer |
| Late night like Conan, but I’m back in Europe |
| And you hit me up like |
| I heard you’re playing out here |
| Me and my friends, we wanna come hang out with |
| Got some weed and some cocaine and I know |
| You’re in love with the coco like iced tea, yeah |
| And we may have sex and that’s dangerous |
| Soak my man, then know he ain’t comin' |
| Oh, darling that sounds great |
| But I’m only here for a day, babe |
| Then it’s back to Australia |
| Love from long distance is bound for failure |
| So, free fuck is bound to derail ya |
| If you love him, then stay with him, lady |
| Hey, let me break it down one time for you |
| We gotta cut the sex |
| So you’re gonna be sending me texts crying with regret |
| And we don’t need that, nah-uh |
| And you can see that, uh-uh |
| Look, I’m only here for twenty-four |
| Then it’s passport, airborne in a 747 |
| So let me move on |
| Move on |
| Darling, I see that you’re falling |
| For the idea of me and you courting |
| Are you drunk off Captain Morgan? |
| (That's you, yeah, yeah, that’s you) |
| Reckless, unavailable, awkward |
| It’s safe to say that, girl, I am all them |
| Besides, you’re a grown-up, career’s corporate |
| (That's you, yeah, yeah, that’s you) |
| And you worked hard to get it, you are a star |
| And that’s all gonna change if I move in your apartment |
| Bad influence, what I got my Masters in |
| Top of the class, ain’t it? |
| Because a bastard is what I is |
| And I know you don’t care |
| You need the connection we got, it’s so rare |
| But you live in Switzerland, I live with with my parents |
| On the south-east of Melbourne, my dear, like dial-up |
| And then that break-up will happen |
| But, why it even when our Wi-Fi is unclear, you |
| No one will wait twelve months of the year |
| And we’re both still figuring out what life is |
| So it’s something we can’t do |
| But maybe, I’ll see you next lifetime, Erykah Badu |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Let me break it down one time for you |
| We gotta cut the sex |
| So you’re gonna be sending me texts crying with regret |
| And we don’t need that, nah-uh |
| And you can see that, uh-uh |
| Look, I’m only here for twenty-four |
| Then it’s passport, airborne in a 747 |
| So let me move on |
| Move on |