Migrate Lyrics | T Pain

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Keep it movin, bounce, hey (04x)
Danja
T-Pain
MC

Continue se movendo, vá embora
Ei

Once again nothin' jumpin' up in yo place
Sick of your berry buzzin' all in my face
Way too much to tolerate time to roll
Y'all know I gots to migrate
Speed dial connecting me to Rae-Rae (hey)
Click in Shawntae and Mae-Mae (hey)
Treat it as a holiday cause he's a wrap
Y'all know I had to migrate
See I'm on my way home
Cause my jeans, yeah, they fit, but it might benefit
Me to throw something on to feature my hips
Accentuate my tits and steal the show

Mais uma vez, nada, farreando na sua casa
Cansada de ouvir o seu telefone tocando na minha cara
É demais para tolerar, hora de partir
Todos sabem que tenho que migrar
Discagem automática me conectando com a Rae-Rae
Aperto em Shawntae e Mae-Mae
Encaro como um feriado
Porque ele está enrolado
Todos sabem que tive que migrar
Veja, estou no caminho de casa
Porque meus jeans, sim eles servem, mas em meu benefício
Colocarei mais alguma coisa para incrementar meu quadril
Acentuar meus seios e roubar a cena

(CHORUS)
Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin' to get us going off the Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
If your neck and your wrist coordinate
Hair braided or faded okay
We can move this back to my place
It's time to migrate

(REFRÃO)
Tão logo entramos pela porta
Os caras nos agarram como você
Tentando nos fazer perder o controle com Patron*

From my car into the club, we migrate
From the bar to V.I.P., we migrate
From the party to the after party, migrate
After party to hotel, migrate

Nós bebemos Grigio**, devagar
Se seu pescoço e seus pulsos estão coordenados
Cabelo com tranças ou sem brilho, tudo bem
Podemos arrumar isso lá em casa
É hora de migrar

As we proceed getting buzzed the envious ones
Hatin' but they can't take they eyes off us
But we don't see none of that
They playin' my jam and the floor is packed
So ya'll need to migrate up out the door
We clickin' glasses compliments of the club
Raise they status so you know they show us love
Everywhere we go, they gon' flock
Them boys migrate to where it's hot (it's hot, it's hot)

Do meu carro para a balada nós migramos
Do bar para a área VIP nós migramos
Da festa para o pós-festa, migramos
Dessa festa para o hotel, migramos

(CHORUS)
Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin' to get us going off the Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
If you're inked up thuggin' that's what I like
Face body and Lamborghini outside
Obviously boy you're qualified
Otherwise, migrate

Enquanto procedemos, ficando bêbados
Os invejosos, detestando
Mas eles não conseguem tirar os olhos de nós
Mas não vemos nada disso
Estão tocando o meu som e a pista está bombando
Então todos sabem que preciso migrar para além da porta
Estamos brindando, cortesia da balada
Levantamos seus status
Então você sabe que eles nos demonstram o carinho
Qualquer lugar que vou eles caem fora
Os garotos migram para onde é quente

From my car into the club, we migrate
From the bar to V.I.P., we migrate
From the party to the after party, migrate
After party to hotel, migrate

(REFRÃO)
Tão logo entramos pela porta
Os caras nos agarram como você
Tentando nos fazer perder o controle com Patron*
Nós bebemos Grigio**, devagar

(T-Pain):
This is where it begins and endsAt the very same time
T-Pain, the main man of the hour got a flow
That'll flex yo tire
Got stacks plus, I'm back with Mariah
We stay down like four flats on a cadillac
Back to the back we fall flat (girl)
Make you feel like doin a dance
I'm gonna pull up my pants c'mon back (girl)
But I gotta migrate to bar
From the bar to the flo'
From the flo' to the car
From the car to the crib
Then back to the club
We can migrate it all night
And mini coupe sittin on dubs
Whatcha waitin' on I can't stand in one place
I need that Patron and I hate
When I don't get it my way
So don't wait for me to buy drinks
Or you gon' dehydrate
It's time to migrate

Se você é tatuado, age como malandro, é isso que eu gosto
Rosto, corpo e Lamborghini lá fora
Óbvio que você estaria classificado, garoto
Caso contrário, migre

(CHORUS)
Soon as I'm walkin' through the door
They know I'm from the 8-5-0
I need three bottles of that Patron
I can make the Chevrolet grease up slow
If your ass and your titties coordinate
Shawty, shawty we can make it ok
We can move this back to my place
Shawty best believe
It's time to migrate

Do meu carro para a balada nós migramos
Do bar para a área VIP nós migramos
Da festa para o pós-festa, migramos
Dessa festa para o hotel, migramos

(Mariah):
(CHORUS)
Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin' to get us going off the Patron
We sippin' Grigio, slow
If you're inked up thuggin' that's what I like
Face body and Lamborghini outside
Obviously boy you're qualified
Otherwise, migrate (Bye)



Keep it movin, bounce, hey (04x)