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pat solo - movin' out lyrics

[prelude:]
it seems such a waste of time… if that’s what it’s all about..
momma if that’s moving up then i’m moving out

[verse 1; pat solo]
movin’ out’s the method, then i’m movin’ on to rep it!
the subber’s how i like it, layin’ beats down on the stretchers
ballin’ up these views, and i’m stirring up a ruckus
stay hurtin’, instrumentals putting rappers on the crutches!
ha!
rappers up to ages, get your own places!
cook yourself something, stop livin’ in the bas-m-nt!
i’m five stars, why waste your time to rate it?
chug the ‘haterade’, b-tch i’m always hydrated!
parents always chattin’, wanna know where to find ya
always on your -ss, gotta always remind ya
“drink your milk, and eat those vegetables..”
i’d rather hit the fret of girls gettin’ on my t-st-cl-s!
i’m in it now, i’m livin’ for the moment
the money is my slogan, i guess that i’d be chosen
to lead a group of kids, who find it hard to focus
but try to reach the dreams, move out the way please!

[chorus; swagga bob (2x)]
h-llo and goodbye, ’cause (i’m movin’ out)
i live it better, makin’ cheddar, do my own things!
i middle finger to the sky ’cause (i’m movin’ out)
so sorry, little little momma, gotta do my thing!

[verse 2; young mel]
yo!
okay, i’m movin’, and if you didn’t know then where the f-ck have you been?
i’m at the top, sitting on the throne, n-gga i am glued in!
it just would not be right if i had lost, and you win..
but a n-gga gotta eat!
i’m all known through the streets, put a couple dollars up, two dollars tops!
life is just a cycle, but, but i’ma be alright though
my fashion statement is a strafe jacket like i’m a psycho!
lights low in the booth, but i’m short, so i got the mic low
aight, so, it’s posted up like a time bomb, i bomb like nitro
boom!
a motherf-cker landed in the room
palm trees and women
all jeans is denim
khaki or cargos, as long as money is in ’em
yeah, you touch paper, but you don’t touch money
all these karats in my jewelry, i got people, bugs bunny
cruisin’ now, you a loser, i ain’t what you about
h-llo! goodbye! b-tch, i’m moving out!

[chorus; swagga bob (2x)]
h-llo and goodbye ’cause (i’m movin’ out)
i live it better, makin’ cheddar, do my own things!
i middle finger to the sky ’cause (i’m movin’ out)
so sorry, little little momma, gotta do my thing!

[verse 3; pat solo]
i know exactly how you feel..
they don’t understand us
get ready or not, i spit verbal propaganda
quit it with the banter
the girls be throwin’ tantrums
nissan is my whip, i’m too broke to drive a phantom!
head off to, nyc, or head out to atlanta
i don’t cut deals, man.. i demand them
bev hills, hollywood, been wantin’ to get signed
all i know is one thing, i’m gonna get mine
i’m slangin’ out this towel, i’m ’bout to really roll
verses are so hot, get the hook from billy joel
these just are the clowns, who never stayed around
the ones who always hated, tried so hard to put me down
movin’ on from y’all, i’m speakin’ to the m-sses
from mind talk to mastic, they jealous of my -ssets
no financials to tell her, “and i have it”
poof and gone, b-tches, watch me work the magic!

[chorus; swagga bob (2x)]
h-llo and goodbye! (’cause i’m movin’ out)
i live it better, makin’ cheddar, do my own things!
i middle finger to the sky ’cause (i’m movin’ out)
so sorry, little little momma, gotta do my thing!

[postlude:]
haha, young mel where you headed?

i-i don’t even know, i just need to go somewhere (what?)
hopefully i can catch a dispatch (oh, man.. hahahaha)

hey, it’s not funny, i’m serious

- pat solo lyrics

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