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paperboys – movin up lyrics

[keith cook]
hmmm…
yoou-hoou
yeah..

for so long that things have been out of my reach
but now i’ve learned the game and i’m playing for keeps
yoou-hooou

yoou hooou

[vinni]
it’s the philosophies of possible cheese
let’s get some profit’s from these prophecies
swapping some g’s for dvd’s, oversees properties
making sure the vocals dropping on the keys properly
get it popping in this monopoly
n0body stopping me, cause my mission is set
ain’t got no listeners yet
peep the ignition, cannabis in effect
missing respect, my position is set, and the conditions reflect
my coalitions when we p-ss on c-ssettes
yo i ain’t dissing but yo’re slack, folks are falling for cr-p
you can’t be serious, you call that rap? sure that’s fat?
i bought it but i brought it back, i can’t afford a supporter-cap
run recorders till the mortar cracks, making daugters clap
game like a quarterback, with portable facts
vagabond in orbital laps, absorbing the map
we moving till we on top
getting my sh-t from the p-wn shop
as soon as this f-cking song drops

refreng:
[keith cook]
and we’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine
blasting j’s in your face and we p-ss it round
now i know you’re hating on me though
who knew that we was bout the dough for show
i’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me i’m hungry
stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby
gotta eat, i feel you hating on me though
why me? coz only big dogs can roll

[kleen cut]
you’re like an old can of c0ke, buzz already dead
kleen cut, paperboys, and it’s over your head
we f-ck making noise, live for dough
do a free show? how i gon supply my ho?
she is high maitainence, i got five fake friends
talking all nice, but they don’t make sense
i’ve never seen your face, but you wanna shake hands
it’s all good, got nothing but love for fans
y’all like beast, use roars and growls, forcing howls
kleen cut never caused a fowl
get strict saying f-ck you’s with nouns and vowels
never loose, so i don’t need towels
i don’t fold i’m pleased to say
get home write rhymes that seems to pay
you know the sh-t’s over when you hear that sound. -huh huh-
we moving up and you just went down

refreng:
[keith cook & vinni]
we’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine
blasting j’s in your face and we p-ss it round
now i know you’re hating on me though
who knew that we was bout the dough for show
i’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me i’m hungry
stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby
gotta eat, i feel you hating on me though
why me? coz only big dogs can roll

[kleen cut]
ey yo, thinking may hurt, don’t do to much of it
i’m kleen cut, that’s who you f-cking with
crunk it up, y’all know y’all loving it
you know what? what you got, you’re struck with it
yeah, you ain’t gon change at all
while i just got better, new name and all:
they call me sharpshooter, kleen-eastwood, j-letter
nice flow, who the f-ck sounds better?

[vinni]
sh-t i’m spelling to cross elements, yelling like lost elephants
sell’em some force, tell’em of course we floss elegance
meddle with boss-pelicans, secret intelligence
and i dwell on my tours relevance, creeping through settlements
and i’m peeping on sleeping residents, wake’em up
whoever’s fronting, tape him shut
keep’em jumping, show them how to make a cut
these haters are fake as f-ck, got no problem burning my bridges
they better chill before we turn’em religious
i ain’t earning no digits, ain’t a happy man, still i’m making it happen
the capitan, k!lling tracks in front of clapping fans
rappers like a factory brand, we ship’em back to j-pan
they can’t f-ck with this immaculate scam!

unknown: siste verset?
unknown: ja, alle skulle vжre med pе siste verset, ja
unknown: hmm hmm
unknown: what’s enough!

jayjay: sh-t man, i don’t know what the f-ck we just listened to
but that was lot of bullsh-t, luckily i got the new paperboys-tape
you know what this is? i don’t even know what it’s called
but man it’s funk and fresh to the flesh! live and direct on your
radio, this is jimmy jupiter, check out paperboys! paperboys!

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