Prince Be

Prince Be - Gotta Be...movin' On Up lyrics

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(feat. Kymani Marley) 



[Chorus: Prince Be] 



we be movin' on up 

to the eastside 

where I can do my bid in a phat ass crib in the sky 

we be movin' on up 

to the eastside 

and it looks like we gonna get some cream from the pie 



[Verse 1: Ky-Mani] 



I always aim at the right gate 

make you bite ate 

running jooks on the lightweight 

monopolize jeans 

Brooklyn hone my genes 

baby burners get squeezed 

move up movin' apartment twenty two m 

forty fours for the coolin' 

trips puttin' two in 

shadey broads off tour suin' 

who hate us 

little Kevin double down on eleven out in Vegas 

playin' Biggie 

mo money mo jiggy 

flig me 

the more stones the more izee 

toxen 

smoking pain in the range with my nigga Shockem 

rose fed keep a road straight 

broken nose red 

baller bust we the dust 

if you ain't eatin' it's us 

like we might fold 

servin' niggas frontin' like it's white gold 

dying hold the lying ain't the right goal 

(where you from?) 

Brooklyn baby 

Brooklyn baby 

I'll cap your top call me John if you want lady 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 2: Prince Be] 



you ain't fresh 

unh-uh nah baby 

everybody wanna be a superstar baby 

I ain't get the dough to act like abandon you 

I just got things to do 

ooh la la oui oui 

freak freak 

you say you want trendy you say you want sheik 

and honey dips rubbin' on your money clip 

hangin' at your place 

boardwalk and parkplace 

actin' all new 

look at you how ya livin' 

meanwhile your style's played out like racism 

me I'm fresh out of love it's quite tragic 

when all they wanna do is inspect my gadget 

and change a Superman to Clark Kent 

all for the sake of fake amusment 

she said what do you consider fun 

if you can get it get it get it 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3: Ky-Mani] 



said I been tryin' these rocky roads for so long 

still I had to hold on 

I'm trying to make that dough to move on 

papa told me stay strong 

time has come to make that change 

woah 

here comes the sun there goes the rain 

take that first step to tommorrow 

hey hey 

life may bring you joy and sorrow 

woah 

now I'm dottin' my i's and crossin' my t's 

lordy I'm moving up 

takin' care of my biz 



[Chorus]
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