On My Way

Lyrics

[Intro] This one is freaky This one is for the club This one is sexy Tamia, that's what's up (Where you at?) [Chorus] On my way You know it's a party In my powder blue coupe with Chanel's on You know it's a party Whoa, oh, oh, oh (Can't spell Tamia without the T-M) Whoa, oh, oh, oh You know it's a party [Verse 1] Tonight, I'm ready to get it on (Get it on) Move a little to all my favorite songs (Favorite songs) If you don't already know, I'm the one But I just came out to have some fun Seen him looking, so he made his way up to me I was at the light, he was in back of me He was cute, but I didn't have time to speak I got somewhere I gotta be [Chorus] On my way You know it's a party In my powder blue coupe with Chanel's on You know it's a party Whoa, oh, oh, oh (Can't spell Tamia without the T-M) Whoa, oh, oh, oh You know it's a party [Verse 2] At the spot, with my girls, guess who I see? (Who I see) Same dude that was parked in back of me (Back of me) He asked me if I wanted something to drink I told him I came out so I can dance I ain't really trynna kick it, I got a man The DJ's on point, so move your feet Stop talkin' me to death, your game is weak Boy, you're really making me wanna have a seat [Chorus] On my way You know it's a party In my powder blue coupe with Chanel's on You know it's a party Whoa, oh, oh, oh (c'mon) (Can't spell Tamia without the T-M) Whoa, oh, oh, oh You know it's a party [Bridge] (Who you wit'?) Trackmasters Get on the floor When you hear this in your speakers If you're at the bar Go and put your drink up Stop posing and wake up Don't be afraid to mess up your makeup Let's get it on tonight (Let's get it on tonight) And move your body like (T-M, we get money all day with Red Cafe) [Verse 3: Red Cafe] Ayy yo, Chef Boy-izzy From your city I'm a Bad Boy, I don't even know Diddy Tone with me, mojo with me I fly out of town I don't bring no clothes with me I licky, licky on your tig ol' bitties In my Timbs and my Dickie How they do it out in Philly Bada boom, bada bing, bada bang I done had a lotta lips on my pinky ring, bling Permanent pimp, I don't smoke no cheeba I just chase fools like arriba arriba According to Poke, I'm a champagne flow-er If I get up in your juice, I can make a mimosa See my approach is nothing like a player It's more like a coach, but we never fly coach My Cadillac will give you cataracts Red Cafe, Tamia, where you at? [Chorus] On my way You know it's a party In my powder blue coupe with Chanel's on You know it's a party Whoa, oh, oh, oh (c'mon) (Can't spell Tamia without the T-M) Whoa, oh, oh, oh You know it's a party On my way You know it's a party In my powder blue coupe with Chanel's on You know it's a party Whoa, oh, oh, oh (c'mon)