- Votes:
- Composers:
- Calvin
- Billie Rae/harrison
- Mya/wright
- Gary/foster
- Jerome/santiago
- Victor/woods
- Corey/johnson
- Crystal
 
- Genres:
- 90s
- Rnb
 
- Tags:
- female vocalist
- mya
- top 40
 
- See also:
Mya - Movin' On lyrics
Yo, Mya
 I know you got a man and all
 But uhh I been watchin' y'all
 And if he ain't treatin' you right, 'bout time you move on
 Now I'm not trying to get in between yall two
 But you gonna move, move this way
 I'm so confused, I don't know what to do
 (Gonna be aiight, gonna be aiight)
 But I gotta be a woman, I gotta get over you
 (Yeah aiight, yeah aiight)
 I think I saw your baby's mother
 Creeping at your back door
 (Yeah, yeah)
 And your lying ass been cheatin'
 And I can't take it no more oh oh
 I'm movin on
 (Move on)
 On
 (Movin' on, and move my way)
 On
 (Movin' on, on, move on)
 Oh, on
 I'll be movin on
 (And move my way, say what, say what)
 Whose drawers are these, you know I wear a size four
 (Huh what, say what)
 And if you say that you've been faithful
 Who was at your back door, you ain't got no money
 (It don't matter about all that, I got some)
 I should've left you long ago
 (Yea, yea, yea)
 And your stroke ain't strokin' no more
 So' I've been sleepin' all alone
 (She shouldn't have to sleep by herself, you know what I'm sayin'?)
 If you know what I mean, I'm movin on
 ( Move on)
 Mya - Movin' On - http://motolyrics.com/mya/movin-on-lyrics.html
 On
 (Movin' on, and move my way)
 On
 (Movin' on, on, move on)
 Oh, on
 I'll be movin on
 (And move my way, say what, say what)
 On
 (Movin' on, and move my way)
 On
 (Movin' on, on, move on)
 Oh, on
 I'll be movin on
 (And move my way, say what, say what)
 Well, now, I'm a no limit soldier, known to keep it rowdy
 You know one's that make you say, uhh
 And 'bout it, 'bout it, now, one to the two
 Two to the three, I ain't sayin' leave him
 But you need to like roll wit me
 'Cause I can see you ain't happy here
 When I look in your eye, you a bird
 You gotta spread your wings
 So, now, it's time to fly
 You ain,t never gotta trip or remind me
 I'm trying to live ghetto fab, like takin' baths
 In bottles of Don P, but I ain't perfect
 Just imagine me with no flaws
 Like a parking, lot wit no cars
 Cell block, wit no bars
 World wit no wars, L.A. wit no stars
 Check this out, I can heal your broken heart
 So don't be so fast to react so quick
 Or get all mad and try to scratch up my 6
 Now, you know I get paid for bustin' all kind of tight verses
 See, I need a girl that I can see on top
 Like Silkk and Mya or vice versa










