Galactic - Move Fast lyrics

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Galactic - Move Fast lyrics

[Mystikal] Here it go Talking about talk slow, move fast, look before you jump Talk slow, move fast, -- jump [Verse 1: Mystikal] I jump down and come harder than they hardly do Eating rappers with crackers and vegetable soup Apples and bananas don't make cranberry juice Smell like somebody from Texas rubbed your tongue with sh** on they boots Want me to tell you the truth? Do that, too You ain't gonna make a solo, get in a group I was gone 6, still in the loop A bunch of people out here ready to root Talking about, go Mystikal, go Mystikal go Hold up. Look I'm 40 baby, go slow My back so I can't party like that no mo' Get off the floor, my knees won't get me get that low What I'm trying to say like Black Eyed Peas, I'm a pea Like 2Pac said M.O.B., M.O.B Can't smoke no trees Free my brother C I'm bout to cut the f**ing streets and make it bleed [Hook: Mannie Fresh] Jumping on your couch with my black boots on Humping on your spouse with my black boots gone Tell your mama move her Honda -- raw King of the south, headed back to his throne [Mystikal] Talking about talk slow, move fast, look before you jump Talk slow, go fast -- jump [Verse 2: Mystikal] n***a you can snort that raw to this mardis gras Who's the dopest motherf**er you know thus far So cold when he's around that you can't wear shorts When broads break him off, they got to wear scarfs They put me out the ocean, and they banned him from the swamp Cause I slapped an alligator, bit that shark Can't go to outer space cause I outshine that star Y'all left me in the club, messed up punk What you thought, huh? Look Imma start like Tim McGraw without the ghetto They rapping they b**hes about they bra Must be cross-eyed Ain't seen what you thought you saw You wouldn't've done what you did And wouldn't be holding your jaw But where I'm from this talk slow, move fast Look before you jump, hard head n***a, soft a** Next time you're at the carnival Keep your hands out the cage of the carnivore [Hook x2: Mannie Fresh] Jumping on your couch with my black boots on Humping on your spouse with my black boots gone Tell your mama move her Honda -- raw King of the south, headed back to his throne Go Mystikal, go Mystikal, go Go Mystikal, go Mystikal, go [x2 Mystikal] Talking about talk slow, move fast, look before you jump Talk slow, go fast -- jump