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diddy, bryson tiller, fabolous & tory lanez - gotta move on (kings remix) lyrics

[intro: bryson tiller, fabolous & ]
she don’t want it, she don’t want it (i guess)
she don’t want it (i guess i gotta move on)
(she don’t want it, yeah)
(let’s go then, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: fabolous, diddy & ]
look
back in my bag, back in my fab’
had to grab a white jacket and get back in the lab
i thought you had my back ’til my back’s gettin’ stabbed
now i’m back of the ‘bach and you back in a cab, ooh, come on
gotta move a lil’ different
ups and downs but you can’t tell the difference
went too far, gotta love from a distance
d+mn, that’s crazy, i really wasn’t listenin’
if i f+ck with you, you gon’ feel that sh+t
if i don’t f+ck with you, you gon’ feel that sh+t too (talk to ’em)
stay in your bag, not your feelings, sh+t
and now i’m on that diddy, bryson tiller sh+t too (let go)
maybach mercedеs, newborn baby, yeah (yeah)
puttin’ that sh+t on likе ad, yeah
playin’ with them bucks like brady, yeah
think i’m runnin’ back, it’s crazy, yeah (yeah)
i got some sh+t to move
i don’t want my groove back, i wanna switch my groove
improve and sh+t but i ain’t got sh+t to prove
like a chilled deleón shot, sh+t’s been smooth (let’s toast)
may all your pain be champagne
it didn’t got the way you planned but plans change
i don’t want your love
thought i was feelin’ you but you a munch my love (, let’s go)
[chorus: bryson tiller]
she don’t want my love, i guess i gotta move on
yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah), oh yeah (oh nah, oh, woah)
she don’t want my love, i guess i gotta move on
oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh no

[verse 2: tory lanez, diddy & ]
say i gotta move on, baby
you’ve gone crazy
flippin’ the script on me like a futon, baby
me, bryson hit on me like u+haul, baby
comin’ off strong like the perfumes that i put you on, baby (yeah)
too frustratin’
shawty so cold, gotta throw a cool song for the woosah baby
the ooh+nah, baby
you can’t spell f+ckin’ without “u” and “i”, baby (come on)
and that’s why when we f+ck, i get to f+ckin’ from the backside
take a minute out my day to let her act right
pull her whole cornrow like the trackside, that’s how i vibe
slow down (yeah)
baby, don’t just hold it in your hand, go down
any plan to get ’em anyway, now go ’round
next time i get this close, slow down (next time i get this close, i’ma)
(let’s go, ooh)

[chorus: bryson tiller, tory lanez & ]
she don’t want my love (no), i guess i gotta move on (said i got i got to move on)
i guess, i guess, i guess (i guess), i came a little too strong, i guess (woah+oh, )
she don’t want my love (), i guess i gotta move on (, i guess i gotta move on, )
don’t wanna waste your time but i guess i gotta move on, i guess (
(she don’t want my love) love
(my love)
(oh, yeah)

oh+ah, yeah, yeah
woah+ooh, yeah
yeah+yeah

- diddy bryson tiller fabolous tory lanez lyrics

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