LYRICS
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(And all my boys in Houston Texas, swanging and banging)(And what about down in Dallas? swanging and banging)(I can't forget, San Anton', swanging and banging)(Yeah, we got it going on, swanging and banging)(And all the playas in Atlanta, swanging and banging)(My young fools, from Louisiana, swanging and banging)(Them G's, way up in Memphis, swanging and banging)(I can't forget about Chi, swanging and banging)(And all my boys in Detroit, swanging and banging)(And what about that Cleveland, swanging and banging)(And all the playas in New Jersey, swanging and banging)Somewhere out in Georgia, beyond the trapping phoneDestiny is calling, and telling you to goWoah, woah, woah, woahSay you're new to dancing, I would've never knownThe way your body's moving, you're looking right at homeWoah, woah, ayy, woah, woah, ay, ayWoah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ayWon't cry, no, won't cry, noWon't cry, won't shed a tearI'll sit all year with my ass in the air, okayPlace fame in currency exchangesDon't stick around herе, it's dangerousLately, your pupils are dilatеdEyes red, and it's not from crying, babyWoah, woah, woah, woahDestiny is telling you to goWoah, woah, woah, woahWhen you're next to me it's ecstasy, let's rollWoah, woah, woah, woahTell me where you're moving, is it close?Woah, woah, woah, woahIf you're really going, then just goNo, won't cry, no, won't cryNo, won't cry, won't shed a tearI'll sit all year with my ass in the air, okayShe said that now she's a nobodyShe said that now she's a homebodyMaybe if we take out an M, then probablyYou said you wanted to be somebodyWoah, woah, woah, woahDestiny is telling you to goWoah, woah, woah, woahWhen you're next to me it's ecstasy, let's rollWoah, woah, woah, woahTell me where you're moving, is it close?Woah, woah, woah, woahIf you're really going, then just goI didn't say that you the most selfish girl aliveI just said that you better hope that she doesn't dieAll those nights in my kitchen giving you my adviceI'm supposed to be the one whose heart is made of iceToo much free time on your hands these daysWhy is the solution always running away?Why do I say sorry with my thumb on the safe?Do you really wanna spend my money? (Hell yeah)Do you wanna take it out from me? (Hell yeah)I outside with the engine running? (Hell yeah)Are you going, girl, or are you coming?Do you really wanna spend my money? (Hell yeah)Do you wanna take it out from me? (Hell yeah)I outside with the engine running? (Hell yeah)Are you going, girl, or are you coming?
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