Tonedeff - Move in, Ride Out (aka Round Em Up) lyrics

Yo, I hit em up with a bit of a touch
Of atypical lyrical visual cinema
When I set up in the thick of
The rhythm I get em intox-Icated
Its not complicated I made this one of a kind
Run of a rhyme, to stun or to blind
Fly women from the front or behind
If they stuck in the line
It's something to find
I ain't stubborn to spend, but
This one brother been, hunting for dimes
I pluck em in time
The second I get a chance to
Hittin the backroom
In the mid of the song we dance through
Bashful? Never That
High Maintenance? Send her Back
This track for the broke as fuck
Cats that's with the better raps
Seven women stacked in our laps
Figured that we were prized with
Kentucky Fried Chicken Dinner Packs
Is it a fact? Oh, yes indeed
T successfully brings the best recipe

Yo, we gonna play Rawhide all-night
I'm bringing the broad pipe just
To get your walls tight
Never see it coming with your foresight
Loving to leave ya' quadriplegic like
A fall from 4 flights
I'm more like the type to charm
T he hell outta ya why do ya' wanna assume I
Play you like a harmonica
On to the next order of business
Attraction happens in a
Fabulous simultaneous instant
Niggas know what blabbin about
The second your mind reaches a dime piece
You be thinking of askin her out
With the last of bit of doubt
Taking the drivers position
Never settle for the passenger route
With an ass that's outlandish
T-o-n-e can't stand it
This woman even got me speak span-glish
Baby Tu Eres Sexy! Forget It
She wasn't feeling the charge like
It was bad credit anesthetic
No time for feeling pathetic
When at the spot that's so hot
The liquor be getting tepid
I'm sick of getting rejected
Already this evening
My team's steaming cause I'm already
Fiending to be leaving
Even now, that I be breathing loud
I wasn't peeping how there
Was girl reaching out to take my hand
But when I turned Fate Commanded
I'm left stranded - (Cock-Block) -
I HATE THE MAN!

But wait there's more, add the asterisk
I ain't leaving the club until I
Got an ass to hit
My plans for smashing get tarnished
Cause there's nobody left in this
Piece to get it started
And I don't flip for the typical harlot
I'm finicky, never beggin your pardon
Knowing I'm sprung whenever a certain
Part of my anatomy hardens
I'm honest dickin a chicken
With an Elektra magnetic figure
A la Carmen goodness, gracious
Tonedeff as nice as skies are spacious
Vivaciousknock a Hotty liable to
Fry some ice glaciers
Rock hard bodies attached to nice faces
Bras of high weight
Or tall with tight waists
Or Thongs that vibrate in
All the right places
Never hit up the bar for my tastes
If you're less shy wasted than buy 9 cases
Time is wasting I'm chasing the scattered ass
Contemplating my chance of a latter pass
At the honey that was taken from me
Snatched from my grasp
That's it! I'm about to tackle the task
So, I dash in the path of
Her man with a laugh
Just to act natural plus she was mad bashful
My rap flow canceled her plans
Left her man surpassed
Then I took her to tantra class, uh