Lyrics
On and on and on and on (yeah)
On and on and on and on (Estelle, uh)
On and on and on and on (Wyclef)
On and on, I want that old thing back (yeah)
I'ma bring it back blood, come follow me (come on)
Listen likkle hip-hop, jazz and R&B (you heard?)
Care if this British siren makes struggle, make them bwouys go mad
Act like ya heavy, mek a gyal go on bad
Listen, I make, you take whatever kinda harmonies, that Estelle makes
The incredible, unforgettable, yas, yas, yas
That's what they say when they sticks to my edible
Whenever they see me, they wanna tap, tap
You can't touch the pum pum, bwouy, you mussa mad
Don't you know you look so good
Your mind is not ready, oh, no, no
They got so much things to say right now
They go so much things to say
And if a bwouy don't know what he's dealing with
You need to move that out the way
They got so much things to say right now
They go so much things to say
And if a gyal don't know what she's working with
Gotta move that out the way (listen, listen, listen)
Said If he ain't got no ambition, and he don't know how to listen
But he think he running game like a bloody politician
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way)
Get your ass out the way
Fellas, if you are a gyal and she wanna play games
She don't wanna go to work, she too hot for the train
Dash her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Dash her out the way (take her out)
Get your ass out the way (come on)
I can break it down, like whatever you want
You want it like this, I'm a take you out to the sticks (sticks)
Miss Estelle ('Telle), I bruk it down quick (quick)
Back to the hood, and paparazzi take a click
I'm covered, always prepared for the weather
Easy mek it rain, but I'm holding the umbrella
You can catch me in my heels and ting (and ting)
You know them pounds make a guy wanna sing (yeah)
This is London talk (London)
You run New York with this English chick?
I'll show you how to walk, listen
And I don't think there's nobody else (uh-uh, uh-uh)
That can do it quite like Estelle (no, no, no), bring it thru
They got so much things to say right now
They go so much things to say (so much to say)
And if a bwouy don't know what he's dealing with
You need to move that out the way (out the way)
They got so much things to say right now (uh-huh)
They go so much things to say (they have too much, too much)
And if a gyal don't know what she's working with
Gotta move that out the way (listen, listen, listen)
Said If he ain't got no ambition (uh), and he don't know how to listen (c'mon)
But he think he running game like a bloody politician
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Get your ass out the way
'Cause if you are a gyal and she wanna play games
She don't wanna go to work, she too hot for the train
Dash her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Dash her out the way
Get your ass out the way
Out the way, push him back
If you feel they tryna play you
Trying to date you and your girlfriends too
Chatting all the crap about he really love you (listen)
Out the way, push him back
If you feel they tryna get your cake
Knowing that you work damn hard all day (all day)
She got plenty of cash in L.A.
They got so much things to say right now (so, so, so much, much to say)
They go so much things to say
And if a bwouy don't know what he's dealing with (and if you don't know)
You need to move that out the way (move it out the, move it out the way)
They got so much things to say right now (they have more)
They go so much things to say (ooh, no, no, no, no, no)
And if a gyal don't know what she's working with
Gotta move that out the way (listen, listen, listen)
Said If he ain't got no ambition, and he don't know how to listen
But he think he running game like a bloody politician
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push him out the way (out the way, yeah)
Get your ass out the way (uh, c'mon)
Fellas, if you are a gyal and she wanna play games (yeah)
She don't wanna go to work, she too hot for the train
Dash her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Push her out the way (out the way, yeah)
Dash her out the way (out the way)
Get your ass out the way, come on, 'Clef
What could I say?
Miss Estelle
Pull it, pull it, pull it, ah
This is the experience, Wyclef is the composer
Jerry Wonda is scientist, Boogie Man, yeah
The sleepy giant has risen
John Legend, you have one right here, baby
It's crazy!
Ah!
