On the Move

Chorus: (all together)



Well, here we are

United just for you

Our flat-top cuts are new

Because we're on the move



Verse 1 (Big Daddy Kane):



Na-na-na now girls step up, the quick ones kept up

The slow ones need to pep up to keep Big Daddy's rep up

Cause I don't let up or get up or even set up

On a a speak freak, I know how to make you shut up

Gasp your breath as you huff and puff

The Big Daddy got more than enough good stuff

Cause I'm just like secret when it comes to trimin'

Strong enough for a man but made for women

So come one, come all, I'm not about bein' picky

It only takes a hickey to make you want a quickie

From the Cameo haircut man that's dark and lovely

Smooth and suave, that's why girls dream of me

And not to flaunt, I love a flirt with a skirt

And after a concert, a little neeeaaah don't hurt

Just to hear the girls screamin' out wild, G

You're not a Jungle Brother, but that's some Jimbrowski

I'm like a pimp, see, and iff you tempt me

I can fill up any girls that's empty

Give you somethin' that's mighy and strong

But ladies, don't get me wrong

Because you say that I love 'em and leave 'em, but no, I please ya

And then catch amnesia

But the party people can't be denied

So I remember those who's on my side



(Repeat chorus)



Interlude 1:



Mister Cee cuts and scratches "Scoob Lover, my brother."



Verse 2 (Scoob Lover):



The mic goes around like a 40 ounce

Now, I'm-a take a sip, now it's time to bounce

I won't get tipsy, I don't drink and talk

And, no, I'm not a hoddlum by the way I walk

Cause I'm one hype, one brown-skinned brother

For those who don't know me, I'm (who?) Scoob Lover

A jolly good fellow, flowin' with the mellow

For all the choice cuties, I'd love to say "Hello"

So take away the 3, let's stick to 1, 2

Me and you, now here's a clue what we could do

It begins with an S and ends with an X

Hmmm, not the number 6, so guess what's next

So girls, don't barge, don't blink, be still

Cause it's about time for Scoob to get ill

Remeber you dissed, now you wanna kiss

Write me fan letters, sayin' that you miss

There's only one rap dance, the cool romancer

If I had a million dollars, I'd try to cure cancer

But I'm only here to get illey, ha

Now, I'm drug free and I don't smoke Phillies

So come here, shorty, go buy me a 40

And make sure it's cold so the crew can get naughty



(Repeat chorus)



Interlude 2:



Mister Cee cuts and scratches "Scrap Lover, my other."



Verse 3 (Scrap Lover):



You get jacked if you ever try to nap

Ona a rap from Scrap because you know there's no haps

Now, right from where I left off, to all those who stepped off

You know you had it comin', the blame is what you slept off

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Destruction played a part on roll, here's so to say.?

You can't mislead me. Why? Cause I know the way

Always gave headahces, never known for heartaches

Time and effort, huh, that's what a star takes

Let me give you a true piece of mind

Cause this rare species is so hard to find

I'm custom-made for all the ladies with guts

A tall box of hair or rather cameo cuts

Draggin' tattoes is what the girls found

Two on m chest, one draggin' on the ground

To all the young ladies that's clean and legit

As long as I got a face, you got a place o sit

No tokens for heart-broken turnstiles

No remarks or regrets, but I'll burn while

Those that's destined to question for a new thing

Join us in harmony together as we sing

For all the ladies determined that once was

So jealous, stop searchin' now cause....



(Repeat chorus)



(Mister Cee cuts and scratches)



Outro (Big Daddy Kane)



You don't stop, you don't stop

You keep on to the break of dawn