Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Move 'Em In, Move 'Em Out , by - De La Soul. Release date: 06.11.2020
Song language: English
Move 'Em In, Move 'Em Out |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Yo, I got water to tread |
| To build it like a sea with legs |
| Clock radio sings, I’m out the bed |
| Pop living is deliberate |
| Not so much that I’m hot, but I’m never shivering |
| And chivalry ain’t dead |
| I ain’t feeding them ho’s believing that we’re to be fed |
| Got game to shake (in my own image) |
| When I take the rest of the game I still scrimmage |
| Live on stage or alive in the booth |
| I get live on the living and exploit the youth |
| Invasion of the American rap band |
| I walk around rap land under the influence of the truant |
| Meaning I’m absent from the old and new school rules |
| Played by me, there’s no rules! |
| True wit and grit and everything I do |
| As I name tag pop under everything I drew |
| So vivid within them studios, I’m Michael Bivins |
| And make another bad creation |
| After that, I’m facing the mics in the radio stations |
| Saying it’s about to sprout (first serve, move out!) |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Up stream like trout in lakes |
| Enjoying each night for a dollar a day |
| I’m fiending for the funk, see me sniffling the breaks |
| I got lost in the style, I gotta find my way |
| I gotta itch for this rap shit, ya feel me? |
| (yeah!) |
| So get the DJ scratch out the intervention (do it!) |
| I’m in dimension, 2 by 16s' |
| You all broke LP niggaz threw in the bay |
| A bit of head-bobbin', weave and all |
| Pit stop sipping son I’m with the fam! |
| Deen whitter got narcotic baby |
| More bounce to the ounce to the kilo gram |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Yo, how first serve gonna chill working? |
| Shit! |
| Biggie and Pac is still working! |
| Acting like surgeons, split the crowd up |
| Got them fellas getting all riled-up |
| Girls all styled-up, now all sweaty |
| Hot after two shakes of the Tabasco |
| Wanna hear self (but the monitor’s quiet!) |
| Turn it up sound man, that ain’t much to ask, yo! |
| Yo, where was i? |
| oh yeah, the ladies! |
| Throw your hands up so I can read your lifeline |
| (Peter picked peppers) but I’m picking this stepper right here |
| She wanna be the jump off in her lifetime |
| Chancy, ain’t it? |
| fancy, ain’t it? |
| Curtains drew rather Nancy, ain’t it? |
| I got a gift like ribbons and boxes |
| Giving them bosses, remember gibbons and boxer? |
| Iron mic, see we’re strictly cordless |
| Your plastique could not afford this |
| Just applaud this, mimic a walrus |
| One tree falls, shit I’m right in the forest |
| I got a itch for this rap shit, you feel me? |
| (yeah!) |
| So get ya drum program out the intervention |
| I’m in dimension, could be 2 by 12 |
| You the 12"niggaz threw in the bay |
| Move! |
| Move! |
| Move! |
| Move… |
| Keep moving 'em in, just move 'em out |
| Gotta move 'em in, gotta move 'em out |
| We got a couple of cars, a couple of cribs |
| Got a couple of them girls, did a couple of vids |
| Hit a couple of lows with a couple of mids |
| And we still right here grinding on the grid |
| And ain’t nothing to lose and nothing to fear |
| Nothing standing in front of us, not a thing in the rear |
| And nothing gonna stop us, got nothing but time |
| First serve on stage, never hard to find |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |
| Who said the party’s only up in the club? |
| Wherever we go, they just showing us love |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out |
| Move 'em in, move 'em out, let’s go live… |