Lyrics

I channel the kings
Channel the queens
Moving with ease
Moving with ease
My shit is squeaky
My shit is slippery
My shit is neat
My shit is clean
Working all week
Moving with speed
We gotta eat
We gotta sleep
Make it a habit
It's not a sin
Moving with ease
Moving with ease
I want it in black
I want it in pink
I can have both
Let that shit sink
Like it's a boat
It's going in
In the ocean
We gotta swim
We gotta swim
We gotta swim
Like we eloped
To an island
We gotta fly
Move with the wind
Moving with ease
Moving with ease
He call me Sammie
Accent with a lisp
I call him Daddy
'Coz I like that grip
Masculine like this
Hands around my wrists
We're below the waist
I'm winding my hips
Daddy bitch, daddy
That's what you call a daddy
Bitch
Daddy
That's what you call a daddy
Bitch
Daddy
That's what you call a daddy
Bitch
Daddy
I summon the higher me
And no I don't mean like a hierarchy
The hun who just smoked a whole bag of weed
The one who is God not a deity
What's up with you? Inspire me
I'm giving my ears out entirety
Think of me as your new diary
Do you believe in monogamy?
Little mama you're a master piece
Glad you finally found audacity
Stay on their necks fuck a modesty
Pour all the tea for me honestly
What's up with you? Inspire me
I'm moving with ease
I just be flying over the seas
We gotta fly, move with the wind
Moving with ease
Moving with ease
I'm moving with ease
I just be flying, over the seas
We gotta fly, move with the wind
Moving with ease, moving with ease
Written by: Samukelisiwe Sindiswa Zulu
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