| Ringo Making moves
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| Fredfades making moves
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| Dirty Hands making moves
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| My whole fam making moves
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| Moving me
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| Move out the way
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| My father said you wanna get it done; |
| do it today
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| My man Moe making moves
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| Yogi making moves
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| Big Stoop Making moves
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| The answer’s blowing in the breeze like hair do
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| While I move through time like an heirloom
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| They are like: «what are those?»
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| I’m like: «a pair of shoes»
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| I move mine through the maze with pace compare me to
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| A '93 Thierry Henry, no telling when his prime gonna be
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| I proceed while these fools gettin' put on like shoes
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| Smoking out the window playing Coltrane, cool
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| When I was nine the sound tore off the roof
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| Fool just made me knock over my orange juice, I knew
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| Been in the cut since like salt in the wound
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| Been making moves like saltwater and the moon
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| 24 hours til' them all slide through
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| The only 25 (?)
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| So keep your eyes glued
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| I breathe rocket-fuel, with my beats chocolate mousse
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| There’s rottweilers and poodles, it ain’t hard to spot you
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| (Woof)
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| You ain’t making moves
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| Mr. Santos making moves
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| Trey train making moves
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| Stay Tuned
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| Movin Me
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| Move out the way
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| Father said you wanna get it done; |
| Do it today
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| Jakarta making moves
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| Habibi Funk making moves
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| The world moves
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| (Love is all around you)
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| She’s been on it since day one like a birthmark
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| Learned to maneuver the rules and play her part
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| There ain’t no purple hearts for battles of the dome
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| She speak Arabic at home, speak softly cuz they don’t know
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| The truth’ll hurt when you grew up in two worlds
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| One claiming you’re «too much», the other «not too sure»
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| She keep a toothbrush in anothers bathroom
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| She know it’s time soon she gotta choose and make mad moves
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| My dude, walking around watching the rain dry
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| (?) art chasin' guap
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| That’s what they taught
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| They’ve been tellin' him do the math, choose a path
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| Go to school and graduate so you can stack
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| Get a flying start
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| The weight of it all making his legs buckle
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| His brain aching like his leg muscles
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| He can either go that way, step into that air bubble
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| Or alienate the flock, hop on an air shuttle and *woosh*
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| 24 hours til' (?) slide through
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| The only 25 (?)
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| So keep your eyes glued
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| I would assume you done talking it through
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| All I know is that no, nobody is stronger than you
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| (You)
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| You, you got moves
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| All my people making moves, like
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| Trying to see through
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| Keep moving |