SHMOOVE

[Intro: AB, Teddy Sky & Polymer] (Polymer put me onto this) Sigue, sigue, dale, no pares Mueve tu cuerpo hasta que acabe Mírala, ella no es tímida, bailando a mi lado Viva la vida– (Hurry up) [Chorus: Polymer & Mr. Vegas] Uh, one time, put my name on a billboard Two times, versus the World and I’ll still score Three times, you gon’ know who your bill’s for Get a girl with a ‘Rari like I’m Gilmore People ask me “What you so chill for?” I don’t swear but my ice-wear still sore Still soaring, still pouring, that’s what gill’s for Yuh, break it down for a minute I’m the type to make a new sound for a minute Like shmoove, make the song loud for a minutе This the type to hype up thе crowd for a minute Boy shmoove, I’ma lay it down for a minute Bow down I’m about to take the crown for a minute Like shmoove, you lookin’ like a clown for the minute Like shmoove (Nah nah nah nah na na na) [Verse: Polymer & King Chip] Clow with the flow, no Cardcaptor Sakura Straight from the bank, chop up my 5’s like the Yakuza Flipping from this heat, I came strapped with a spatula I know my bars gold, I’m from Africa Modern day Mansa Musa Heart made of stone, I might marry Ms. Medusa You a loser, I’ma see you in the afterlife I’m too petty for you, I might get successful out of spite I’ma do it for a bit like a satelllite (Interior crocodile alligator) I drive a whip too sharp like D Major Your life’s way too smudged for my one pager Defense so baseless, I hope that bum paid ya Say hi to me, boy, I can erase ya Lips and talent, man, I’m Fantasia Major league, gotta pay a fee if you ain’t stay with me Ain’t nobody playing with me, A-Z [Bridge: Polymer] Body that boy, he ain’t no killer Tryna age down his LP with filler Sick to my stomach, ain’t nobody iller than me Steady spinning yourself as a driller Ain’t nobody got you in rotation Opposition of me, wanna be an adjacent That ain’t right, trying goalposts from angles to angles I’ma snatch your ankles if you try racing [Chorus: Polymer] Uh, one time, put my name on a billboard Two times, versus the World and I’ll still score Three times, you gon’ know who your bill’s for Get a girl with a ‘Rari like I’m Gilmore People ask me “What you so chill for?” I don’t swear but my ice-wear still sore Still soaring, still pouring, that’s what gill’s for Yuh, break it down for a minute I’m the type to make a new sound for a minute Like shmoove, make the song loud for a minute This the type to hype up the crowd for a minute Boy shmoove, I’ma lay it down for a minute Bow down I’m about to take the crown for a minute Like shmoove, you lookin’ like a clown for the minute Way too close to the ground for this limit, boy shm— [Outro: Kurata Sana] No point worrying about thing you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fi– There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix No point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix Worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fi– There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about– worrying about– worrying about– Worrying about– worrying– worrying– ‘bout– ‘bout– ‘bout– ‘bout– ‘bout– ‘bout– ‘bout– There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no– no– worrying about things you can’t fix There’s no point worrying about things you can’t fi– fi– fi– fi–