Below are the lyrics to "Keep It Movin" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "Keep It Movin".
She looked up from the book she was reading
With the prettiest smile that I ever saw
Curly hair down her back
And her skin like cinnamon brown without a flaw
And man, those eyes
Made my heart stop in my chest
Then she said, "Hi"
And it was hard to catch my breath
I said, "Hey lil' mama
I don't mean to bother at all, my name is Chris" (Hello, hello)
And before she could answer
I said, "Don't say a word
Listen to this, I think you're fine"
And she cracked that smile again
Let's say goodbye to my homies and your friends
We can dip out
We can dip out alone, keep it moving
Do something fun, and keep it moving
Talk about life, about love, that's what's up (Oh, yeah)
Keep it moving (Oh)
Don't matter at all (All)
Wherever we go (Go)
Oh (No)
Girl, just come on, let's keep it moving
So we exchange numbers
I told her I'll be at her crib by a quarter to six
We can go get a bite, little lady
Or chill at the mall and catch a flick
If that's alright
She said, "As long I'm home by nine (Nine)
Whatever we do is fine"
I can't believe
I can't believe that she's here with me, no (Hey)
And God only knows
God only knows, how far we can go
I hope this night will go my way
I hope this night will go my way and we can do this everyday
And if I'm cool and take my time
Then I might just get a kiss goodnight, oh yeah
We can dip out alone, and keep it moving
Do something fun, and keep it moving (ha)
Talk about life, about love, that's what's up (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
And keep it moving (Oh)
It don't matter at all (All)
Wherever we go (Go)
Oh no (No)
Girl, just come on, let's keep it moving
She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, Fresh!)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Ooh, baby, got a booty like a onion (good Lord)
In Secret Sunday, poppin' bottles, throwin' money
Lame niggas in the corner, broke, ballin' on a budget (ah)
Baby droppin' from the cellin', bust it open for a hunnid, you bad (racks)
Lookin' like you came out a pageant
All that ass, like you made by Stalin
Got all this cash like nigga was Italian
My car go fast, let me take you to my palace, skrrt
Her body marked up with ink (woo)
Brown skin with her weave
She a dope girl in the streets, freak in the sheets
Somethin' sweet to eat, sadity (what?)
Shoes by Fendi, fine like Kimmy
When she move, got a nigga hypnotized, no Biggie
She only fuck with bad boys like Diddy
So you wanna ride with me, top down through the city (haha)
Cuban links and gold Rollies
Birkin bags filled with dead homies
Damn, it's my type
But shawty, back that ass up for me, woadie
Workin' her body like she a pro
Twerkin' slow, touchin' her toes
Up and down on that pole
Got me throwin' bread 'til I go broke, woah, woah, woah, woah
She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, yeah)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Ha, girl, come and vibe with a rich nigga
I'm rockin' skinny jeans like it make my dick bigger
I pay 100 for that ass, I'm a sick nigga
I'm pourin' up the codeine, I don't sip liquor
Man, these fuck niggas ballin' on a budget
Bitches know that I been ballin' and I love it
Marshawn Lynch, I'm smokin' skittles in a bucket
Fruit Town with me, come and go two rounds with me, you know a fade is nothin'
I got a bitch with a body, call her bass and percussion
With my hands throwin' bands, she gon' stand for nothin'
You cuffin', you probably workin' with the man or somethin'
I'm African bandstand, how my niggas is drummin'
And you niggas wanna be like
Smokin' weed and flyin' on a G5
Bust a gun for my niggas from the east side
Nigga sling gold records like bean pies
I love them long nights when you up on the stripper pole
You know all my lil' niggas is trained to go
Dark night Lamborghini, red painted in gold
In the Wraith and it feel like a rodeo, oh
I'm throwin' 100s and givin' them babies, yeah
And if you drink what I drink, you think that I'm crazy
'Cause she workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Haha, it's Fresh
I need you [8x]
Hbk the gang
Nothin' like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I'm into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can't stop us, don't even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me
Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Ah! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (body)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof – ah!
Havin' a good day
Havin' a good day
Ha ha
It's a party on the weekend, know you been workin' hard all day
Now it's time to turn up, yeah, I know you feel the same
Baby, you just wanna go out, just to do a little dancin'
It's a shame you brought your man with you, know you feelin' kinda antsy
Let me show I got everythin' paid for
If he got a problem, I got way more
She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her
And I'ma give her everythin' she came for
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing, girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning
'Cause you're all I need, I don't need no sleep tonight
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning
Party, party, and put your glass in the air now
If you in love, make a toast, take your clothes off, put yo' ass in the air
This is the party, party, and I know you don't really do this all the time
Got your body on mine and your man over there lookin' mad as hell
Everythin' paid for
If he got a problem, I got way more
She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her
And I'ma give her everythin' she came for
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing (Yeah), girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning (Yeah)
'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Oh)
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends (Friends) that I don't get tired (No, no)
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning (Look, alright)
Okay, I got your nigga grillin' me the hardest
I'ma eat that pussy, girl, regardless
I stay down South like I'm from New Orleans
Spray up on them walls and them drawers like a artist
I got that long dick, nigga legendary
Where you get that ass from? Bet that it's hereditary
Pussy numb, speakin' in tongues, changin' your vocabulary
Callin' me her Valentine, it ain't even February
I got the antidote
I leave the condoms on the bed so her man'll know
I know he mad 'cause I'm bustin' on your cantaloupes
It's horses on the 'Rari but I'm checkin' camel toe, ha ha, look
No sleep, baby, we gon' pull a all-nighter
I got the weed and the liquor, girl, just bring the lighter
You gon' sing, baby, I'ma have you moanin'
It's just a warnin', I'm performin'
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing (Yeah, thing), girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning (Oh, girl)
'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Huh)
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning
In My Zone, In My Zone
Oh, Breezy
Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm & Streets
Rhythm & Streets
Trendsetter, Trensetter
Head champion, head champion, head
Baby
He-He-Head champion, head champion, head
What turn you on?
Head champion, head champion, head
Head champion, head champion, head
We can do that
Head champion, head champion, head
Hahaha
He-He-Head champion, head champion, head
I'm in my zone, baby, haha
Head champion, head champion, head
Believe that
Head champion, head champion, head (Gangsta Grillz)
Soon as I walked in the room, she was on me
Like, "Nigga, take them clothes off and put it on me" (Put it on me)
So I'm 'bout to go hard for real
Let me throw your ass on the bed and peel
Your pants, your shirt, panties and your bra
Right off of your body, and put you on the wall
Who you gonna call when you need the D?
You already know I'm a freak in the sheets, yeah
When we get back to the crib (Get back to the crib)
Upstairs in the bed (Upstairs to the bed)
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (Yeah)
That I'm a champion (I'm a winner)
I know how to get it done (Hell yeah)
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
I'ma make you think
You gon' think, you gon' think
You gon' think I invented head
I be having you singin' like opera
Put that soprano on your tone like opera
I use my tongue, yeah, I'm the cookie monster
You a Amazon so can you take this anaconda?
This the shit so I had to get it on this
Ain't even twenty-one, but I'm already on that grown shit
So can I lick it, lick it, lick it?
Why you think we in the kitchen?
When we get back to the crib (Get back to the crib, yeah, yeah)
Upstairs in the bed (Upstairs to the bed, oh)
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon', yeah)
Girl, you gon' think
That I'm a champion (Yeah)
I know how to get it done (Hell yeah)
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
Girl, you gon' think (You gon')
I'ma make you think
You gon' think, you gon' think
You gon' think I invented head
Yeah, when I kiss you
Yeah, yeah, when I lick you, oh, yeah
It's like la-la-la-la-la-la
It's like la-la-la-la-la-la
Baby (Yeah)
Yeah, when I touch you
You know that I'm gon' **** ya (Haha)
Head champion, head champion, head
He-He-Head champion, head champion, head (Yeah)
Head champion, head champion, head
Head champion, head champion, head
One hit, one hit, one (Trendsetter)
You won't get yours, you won't get it done
Yeah, yeah
Champion, champion, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Champion, champion, yeah-yeah-yeah
One hit, one hit, one
You won't get yours
I know how to get it done, yeah, yeah
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