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The Foreign Exchange

Let's Move

Little Brother, Nicolay
NC to the Netherlands, y-yo, we got it again
Uh, let's move, baby, uh, we 'bout to move, baby
Little Brother, Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th Wonder
Yeah, okay, yeah, c'mon, y-yo, uh

I can give a fuck about the limelight
I write outside the box 'til I'm left cashing in the jackpots
Uncle Pauly, butt naked, no rocks
Got a nigga intense, writing words, now we start to make sense

While I grind every day to pay rent
I done gave up my check before the first dollar could get spent
It's bullshit, ain't it? And they wonder why my eyes jaded
Dark brown with the reflection of hate in it

Round face with the trace of pain still hovering
Ya boy won't let it cover him
Smothering all competition like hash golden browns
From the house's beautiful kitchen, get served pronto

The coolest cat since Estrada's Poncho
I'm a chip off the head honcho so you know the name
Why play if it's not to win?
Aw damn, he done did it again, it's rapper Big Pooh

Now 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 like

And 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 now
Yeah, yeah now, now

And 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 like

And 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 now
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Yeah, yeah now, now, and let's move

Whatever you need in this joint, I'm hoping you find
Looking around seem like an appropriate time
For me to take my philosophies and quote it in rhymes
And then attempt just to open your mind, you know my style, playa

A throwback like Cherry Now & Laters
Or Sunday afternoons in the room listening to Kaljada
My rhymes never dramatize, applied for the job of rap, nigga
But I was over-qualified

Apologize to my girl and my kid
Told 'em that I was sorry for the way that I lived
A nigga always being gone so much, been away so long
I never realize they grown so much

Another studio, another microphone to crush
So I can rock your stereo and headphones and such
In freestyles we ain't known to duck, I'm known to buck
At any nigga snatching that I bone to shuff
Now let's move nigga, c'mon

Now 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 like

And 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 now
Yeah, yeah now, now

And 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 like

And 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 now
Yeah, yeah now, now, and let's move