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Move on up, U-Haul Shorty say, you ain't shit, she can suck my two balls I just sit back think dang like Luol Keep a Trojan in my pocket but I'm still too raw It's all a joke to you huh? Like Lil Duval But I kept my mind straight, said fuck you all My boy quick to get the heat, I gotta tell him cool off He aiming till you fading with the red nose, Rudolph But he use to hit the dice game with a dollar and something Come back to the crib, he got a couple of hunnids Don't get me wrong he took a couple of losses, double or nothing They lose your whole pay check, it like you working for nothing They blowing on the octane, cooling in apartments They going fuck with different College Park, down to Compton God dang, God dang, with his headbump in He ain't say shit when the cops came, nothing change We gon' move on up (Let's get it) And move on up (Arriba) Move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up George Jefferson, move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up (Arriba) George Jefferson, move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up We gon' move on up (Let's get it) SongtexteAnd move on up (Arriba) Move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up George Jefferson, move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up (Arriba) You know where the justice So it's only right that I gotta do my thing That lil Kap-G ball, RIP to George Jefferson I was the man in high school, motherfucking letter men I'm just getting better man, I'm just getting cheddar man Hit up Magic City, make it rain like the weather man Aww shit, she wet again, I let her hit the medicine They treat me like a veteran, get banned Led Zeppelin I like a bitch who elegant, I think she from the Netherlands All black on, yeah I'm blessed like a reverend Bet on me When I see police They want to be on me I ain't saying I'm a saint like New Orleans But every time they see me they want to see ID Shit, I wouldn't be surprised if they on my IG Why you stressing G? Keep some tree, like the logo on LRG Kap G getting money, what the fuck y'all mean? This for my partner gambling like the football team We gon' move on up (Let's get it) And move on up (Arriba) Move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up George Jefferson, move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up (Arriba) George Jefferson, move on up (Let's get it) We gon' move on up Growing up I done met a lot of people who don't like me And I'm blowing on their gas, that's that diesel mixed with octane My brother got a dollar, he gon' go hit the dice game You know where the justice So it's only right that I gotta do my thing Aus Songtexte Mania