Listen to Way You Move (Whistle) by Comfy & K1

Way You Move (Whistle)

Comfy & K1

Hip-Hop/Rap

30,320 Shazams

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Comfy
Comfy
Performer
K1
K1
Performer
kosfinger
kosfinger
All Instruments
Jacob Manson
Jacob Manson
All Instruments
Parked Up
Parked Up
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Comfy
Comfy
Composer
K1
K1
Composer
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
Composer
David Glass
David Glass
Composer
Marcus Killian
Marcus Killian
Composer
Breyan Isaac
Breyan Isaac
Composer
Justin Franks
Justin Franks
Composer
Joshua Ralph
Joshua Ralph
Composer
Arthur Pingrey
Arthur Pingrey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
kosfinger
kosfinger
Producer
Jacob Manson
Jacob Manson
Producer
Parked Up
Parked Up
Producer
Bazza
Bazza
Engineer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow You just put your lips together and you come real close Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? (Whoo) here we go Come blow on my flute Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune Bitch, so bad, let me buy you those shoes Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah) 'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes Look, everybody lit for the party (haha) The posh tings are obsessed with loons, so you know what to do, get lit for a smartie (get lit) Road trip, yo, I gotta roll, link up with my bro, parked up in a Derby Told brodie, "I wanna see green, yo, I wanna see P's, yo, I wanna see khaki" (grrt-grrt-grrt-grrt, ah, grrt) I got bad tings actin' boujee, put on the mask, and they're askin', "Who's he?" (Who's he?) Got the club bouncin' like her booty (bodoom) This life that we live is a movie (no cap) I jumped in the booth, not a hoopty, me and Comfy had to switch up the routine (switch it) Two G's just to hold up my new jeans (haha-haha) She said she in love with the new me (haha, grrt) Got it in 'cah we had two phones, do this on my Jones, I don't need no army (ah) If she's on it then G, I suppose, bro, I'm done with these hoes man, I'm good like Lani Swear down, I had no bread in my punto (no way), now it's baguettes in a 'Rari (baow) Work hard, but I'm still havin' fun though, you done know, soon I'ma get me a Barbie (haha) Come blow on my flute Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune (skrrt) Bitch, so bad, let me buy you those shoes (haha) Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah) 'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow You just put your lips together and you come real close Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? (Argh) here we go (yo) I got old tings vexed textin' tryna tell me what we used to be (used to be) I'm doin' good, it's not news to me (news to me) Marje insistin' a uni' degree (whoo) Baby, let loose when you move it for me If I need to let loose, do it musically Hit a milli' then I quickly turned two into three Don't be silly, I ain't ever doin' music for free, ah-ah For the days I was broke, no payslips (ah-ha) I can't stop 'til I cop me the spaceship (no way) Me and Comfy don't fuck with the fake shit Derby to Moston, we too underrated (argh) Got the whole of the AP shakin' IG models on me tryna taste it (they're bouncin') She love the fact that we made it, huh, guess I came along from the day shift Come blow on my flute Huh, I'm likin' the way that you move Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune Bitch so bad, let me buy you those shoes Huh, if I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin', I ain't tryna be rude (nah) 'Til I know it's for certain, no flirtin', I'm not like these yutes (no way) Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Let me know Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it and we start real slow You just put your lips together and you come real close Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby? Here we go
Writer(s): Arthur Pingrey, Breyan Isaac, David Glass, Joshua Ralph, Justin Franks, Marcus Killian, Tramar Dillard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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