time) Move along What's wrong with you, people? No air in the back No fun in the front Too tough to smile (you think you know much better) Move along
good time) Move along What's wrong with you, people? No air in the back No fun in the front Too tough to smile (you think you know much better) Move along
's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving
's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving
me like you want to Ooh ooh, I can take it like a pro, you know Move along pro with the backstroke My hormones jumpin' like a disco I be poppin' mess
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Now what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove and my friends Are gonna try to move
Down Move Around Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around A sensation, aviation, deviation, E-generation Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
never know. And roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get 'em up those ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You know you
a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me
funktion, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm going to a funktion, yeah, yeah, yeah Now put your zoot suit on Because we've got to move along And we're gonna go dancing These are disco
arrive For love to come along Now our dreams are comin' true Through the good times and the bad Ya - I'll be standin' there by you CUTS LIKE A KNIFE Drivin
drive around Officer Lamar, walkin' toward the car: "Move it!", "Come along move it", "You cannot stop it here, now move it", "Move it" "Get out of there, move
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move
to run from a black man cause that's Chorus [MC Lyte] Funky Fresh dressed to impress ready to party Money in your pocket, dying to move your body To
the rhythm of the boogie, the beat now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move
