Move That Thang

Mrs. Hart, it seems we've lost half of ouf band...
This is awkward...

George, I think I can come up with something... give me a beat

Well first things first, my name is Rose
I can bust fly rhymes just like the pros
I ain't got time for tea and scones
Forget rocking chairs I rock microphones
The roof
The roof
The roof might have snow
But that dont mean there aint a fire burning down below

'Cause it's never too late
All my homies say
Never too late ya'll
All my ladies say
Never too late
Everybody say
Never too late to move that thang

Well you say it like a boom just blinking
And trugging can't hear the truth 'cause you might start buggin

Now the R to the O the S to the E
Do you feel me boo?

Indubitably.
When fiercest of dreams are not fufillis
Just reply...
What you talkin' 'bout Willis?

So you sayin' the tape keeps back and stride
Just pass the dutchie on my left hand side

Keep it cool and you'll never start illin'

I know you're not illin'

I'm chillin' like a villain

Well it's never too late
All my homies say
Never too late ya'll
All my ladies say
Never too late
Everybody say
Never too late to move that thang

Well it's never too late
All my homies say
Never too late ya'll
All my ladies say
Never too late
Everybody say
Never too late to move that thang
Never too late
Move that thang
Move that thang
Never too late
Never too late to move that thang
Word to your grandmotha