Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tia P.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Buchanan
Songwriter
Khristiana Parchman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Buchanan
Producer
Lirik
This is for the Queens. Bosses
Every day flossers.
In a cubicle or you got a whole office
I don’t know what the rules say
But I plan on breaking me a few today
Make everybody stare when I walk this way
Strut down the sidewalk like I’m on a runway
Too fast for you baby, better keep up the pace
My time is money, and I’ve got a lot to make
Paparazzi wanna take a flick
Yeah they musta heard, I’m still that chick
With a heart of gold and a bald up fist
Bring trouble my way. Ima handle it
I’m on my grind
Got too much shine
Taking what’s mine
It’s no surprise
We makin moves
We makin moves
We makin moves
Galileo drop that telescope
Don’t need it if you wanna see a star up close
I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast
But I’m doing it well, and yall doing the most
I was born with a fitted crown
Yeah I talk that talk and you love the sound
When I walk that walk, they be coming round
Big smile for my haters. Know you see me now. Ha
Paparazzi wanna take a flick
Yeah they musta heard, I’m still that chick
With a heart of gold and a bald up fist
Bring trouble my way. Ima handle it
I’m on my grind
Got too much shine
Taking what’s mine
It’s no surprise
We makin moves
We makin moves
We makin moves
Paparazzi wanna take a flick
Yeah they musta heard, I’m still that chick
With a heart of gold and a bald up fist
Bring trouble my way. Ima handle it
I’m on my grind
Got too much shine
Taking what’s mine
It’s no surprise
We makin moves
We makin moves
We makin moves
We makin moves
Written by: John Buchanan, Khristiana Parchman