The Foreign Exchange - Let's Move Lyrics
Little Brother, NicolayNC to the Netherlands, y-yo, we got it againUh, let's move, baby, uh, we 'bout to move, babyLittle Brother, Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th WonderYeah, okay, yeah, c'mon, y-yo, uhI can give a ***** about the limelightI write outside the box 'til I'm left cashing in the jackpotsUncle Pauly, butt *****, no rocksGot a nigga intense, writing words, now we start to make senseWhile I grind every day to pay rentI done gave up my check before the first dollar could get spentIt's bullshit, ain't it? And they wonder why my eyes jadedDark brown with the reflection of hate in itRound face with the trace of pain still hoveringYa boy won't let it cover himSmothering all competition like hash golden brownsFrom the house's beautiful kitchen, get served prontoThe coolest cat since Estrada's PonchoI'm a chip off the head honcho so you know the nameWhy play if it's not to win?Aw damn, he done did it again, it's rapper Big PoohNow let's move(C'mon)Something for my peeps all day(Let's get it going, y'all)Real B-boys and DJ's(Let's get it up now)And everybody live getting down tonight, do what you likeAnd let's build(Build it up, y'all)Something for the whole family(Check it out, what?)All the DJ's and MC's(Let's get it going on)Put your hands up in the air nowYeah, yeah now, nowAnd let's move(Move it up, what?)Something for my peeps all day(Get it out now)Real B-boys and DJ's(Keep going y'all)And everybody live getting down tonight(Getting down, ya'll, getting down, ya'll)Do what you likeAnd let's build(Build it up, y'all)Something for the whole family(Keep it moving on)All the DJ's and MC's(Let's get it going on)Put your hands up in the air nowYeah, yeah now, now, and let's moveWhatever you need in this joint, I'm hoping you findLooking around seem like an appropriate timeFor me to take my philosophies and quote it in rhymesAnd then attempt just to open your mind, you know my style, playaA throwback like Cherry Now & LatersOr Sunday afternoons in the room listening to KaljadaMy rhymes never dramatize, applied for the job of rap, niggaBut I was over-qualifiedApologize to my girl and my kidTold 'em that I was sorry for the way that I livedA nigga always being gone so much, been away so longI never realize they grown so muchAnother studio, another microphone to crushSo I can rock your stereo and headphones and suchIn freestyles we ain't known to duck, I'm known to buckAt any nigga snatching that I bone to shuffNow let's move nigga, c'monNow let's move(C'mon)Something for my peeps all day(Let's get it going, y'all)Real B-boys and DJ's(Let's get it up now)And everybody live getting down tonight, do what you likeAnd let's build(Build it up, y'all)Something for the whole family(Check it out, what?)All the DJ's and MC's(Let's get it going on)Put your hands up in the air nowYeah, yeah now, nowAnd let's move(Move it up, what?)Something for my peeps all day(Get it out now)Real B-boys and DJ's(Keep going y'all)And everybody live getting down tonight(Getting down, ya'll, getting down, ya'll)Do what you likeAnd let's build(Build it up, y'all)Something for the whole family(Keep it moving on)All the DJ's and MC's(Let's get it going on)Put your hands up in the air nowYeah, yeah now, now, and let's move
