Big K.R.I.T. - Keep It Movin' lyrics

[Hook] Ay keep it movin' pimpin' I don't know you (x3) Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off Ay keep it movin' shawty I don't know you (x3) Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off [Verse 1] Keep it movin' n***a I don't know you Ay it's a rap shawty I'mma blow too See me in the streets so I'm chillin' in the club Either way I'm gettin' paid and they still showin' love Ride through Atlanta and they know who jammin' Young Krizzle [?] at the club what's happenin' Cuz that's what's happenin' And I've been buzzin' You'se a rap as a front homie I'm still hustlin' Folk know the K 'bout to take this game I'm a pimp and it oozes out my veins You can be a king long as I see millions Homie you can stay king as long as I get millions Cuz I'mma hit the scene and give em somethin' to feel End a whole lot of careers when I sign my deal In a position of power, we gettin' paper You wanna end the K reign you better get your hate up [Hook] [Verse 2] Chop a n***a off if he come at me sideways 'Specially if I'm in the ride sittin' sideways Keep yo' mouth shut shawty don't show your grill [?] talk might get ya k**ed It's all brave baby in a little [?] n***as stop rappin' now cuz the sh** I utter They tossin' shells like they throwin' out rice I been married to the game with a [?] like Christ Beat the mic like [?] Gettin' money like TIP Stay fly, igh, igh, igh, igh, igh like three 6 Hit the [?] and I spend by the grand Ginger bread paper, get it fast as I can Ears to the streets cuz the streets don't lie Real recognise real and yo' credentials don't apply Still warmin' up playa y'all ain't ready to ball Better go talkin' hard before I have to choke you off [Hook] [Verse 3] Allow me introduce myself, young Krizzle in the flesh n***a Colder than a northern blizzard, flyer than a jet n***a Straight up out the dirty dirty where we put it down I represent the M, [?]ville and the Jack-town Sippin [?] shawty, rep it like it spo'd to bleed Might as well label me, king of Mississippi I'm on my grind daily and the hood folk raise me See Me On Top got the internet crazy The game ain't the same, most of these n***as dumb as label signing anything handin' out out money Boys wanna hate, but they know they can't handle us Same ones comin' up show up like a Leprechaun [Hook]