MR. 3-2 - Move Around lyrics

[talking:]

Move around, be bout your way

Do some'ing, beat your feet baby get on

Do some'ing, you wait for me get you some currency

Huh 2-G, go down huh, look feel it

[Mr. 3-2:]

Baby beat your feet, I ain't even trying to hear it

Move around or be down, I need no interference

Move around, I got things to do people to see

Plans in motion, keeping my hands on currency

Move around, cause it ain't gon fall out the sky

Cats is caught up, playing the game too fly

Move around, bumping with all that procrastination

Trying to get over, with all that lame conversation

Bouncing and shaking, you gotta give me some space

New era bringing terror, we dropping it in your face

Move around feel it now, I got everybody tweaking

Catch the five going live, and worldwide we got em peeping

Roaching and leaching, you trying to scheme on a plot

I'ma let you have it, with the automatic glock

You better get out, if you know what's good for ya

Be on your way, cause I don't really love ya

[Hook: x2]

Move around, if you ain't talking bout nothing

Move around, all up in my face with that fronting

Move around, be bout your issue or bump it down

Get in where you fit in, or get left behind

[Mr. 3-2:]

The spot done got hot, so I gotta move around

Relocate, can't be in the wrong place at the wrong time

Move around, city to city state to state

I got bidness to tend to, and money to make

Move around, handle what and do what you do

Don't be bringing that bullshit, round Mr. 3-2

Who is you, I suggest you turn in another direction

Go on with that plexing, scratch out and get to stepping

Move around it go down, we got it crunk with no stopping

You think, I don't know some kinda way them people watching

Paper's the only option, put it all on the line

Gotta hold to a nine, so it's best you move around

On the next thang smoking, no joking I'ma shake ya

On the flip taking trips, to Cancun and Jamaica

Take a word of advice, be ready to make a track

So never get too comfortable, or live a bit relax

[Hook x2]

[Mr. 3-2:]

Move around get gone, pass on by

Give a playa room, taking the piece of the pie

Move around I'm gritty and known, for boss hogging

F-150 Harley Davidson, screens hauling

Move around, quick fast and leaving no traces

Stacking big faces, on my notations

Papers get cruel, and moves are made

By the big ol' boss, G.O.V. I'm Kool-Aid

Move around, the game's begun and I'm on it

Starving and I'm hungry, deleting all opponents

I want it it's mine, gotta have it by all means

Leaning off coedine, my pockets addicted to green

Move around, I'm feeling me on how I grew up

Turn out by this game, now I'm screwed up

For life forever, that's how it go down

And if you really sick, come on and move around

[Hook x2]