Migrate Songtext
von Mariah Carey feat. T‐Pain

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Keep it movin′, bounce
Keep it movin', bounce (Danja)
Keep it movin′, bounce (T-Pain)
Keep it movin', bounce (MC)

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-
And steal the show

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin' to get us going off the Patrón
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

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

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 y'all need to migrate up out the door


We clickin′ glasses
Compliments of the club
We 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)

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin′ to get us going off the Patrón
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

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

This is where it begins snd ends at the very same time
Teddy 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
If 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 floor
From the floor to the car, from the car to the crib
Then back to the club, or we can migrate in that
Mini Coupe sittin′ on dubs

Oh, what you waitin' on? I can′t stand in one place
I'm on a Platinum Patrón
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, yeah

Soon as I′m walkin' through the door
They know I′m from the 8-5-0
I need three bottles of that Patrón
I can make the Chevrolet grease up slow
If your a- and your t- coordinate
Shawty, shawty lookin' A-okay
We can move this back to my place
Shawty best believe, it′s time to migrate

Soon as we walk through the door
Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo
Tryin' to get us going off the Patrón
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

Keep it movin′, bounce (hey)
Keep it movin', bounce (hey)
Keep it movin′, bounce (hey)
Keep it movin', bounce (hey)