Up and Away (Feat. June) – Can’t Stop Won’t Stop – letras

Alright!Kick back, relax and grab yourself a beverageA Hop, if you wanted, just bounce to my leverageThe evidence as they say it is in the puddingSo show me the money as my name’s Cuba GoodingIt ain’t fools gold, it’s gold, foolCan’t stop, won’t stopkeeping the old school (So cool)Big Spoon is my nom de plumeI keep them poppin’ like a needle in a new baloonAnd if you don’t know by now than you need more schoolin’Let loose kid, get stupidGot more flavour than I know what to doSo get your hands up with you’re part of the movementAnd bump to the bump to the baselineI made it rock before your phone had facetimeYes, Sir Ri, you know my steezeI stay fresh to death like I’m drowning in febreezeUp, up and away we goUp, up and it’s making me glowUp, up and away we goUp, up and i’m liking itUp, up and away!(June)Up and AwayI’m the pilot modeOne step ahead on this xylophoneThat means I boss fartherSpeak d’oh on bart’s fatherHome overhead and i’m all storyAll eyes on your boy, and I’m post sideWait till your outside, I’t’s a more liverLet me open up like this boy-knockerShow you how I lay it down, Boy so properNo scholar but much classI’m jump felt under your nose like a mustache, my pet splashEquivalent of a bend-zo, M ClassSo fly my wardrobe, call me jet lagCash my dough cause my hook says fresh crackSo dope im a certified meth labPet nap has been that it got been freshAll eyes on my pan game, pintrestThat journal holla fame dollar gameSomething big like wallets, you pocket changeAll about presidents, no politicianBut every big face need your running mateUp, up and away we goUp, up and it’s making me glowUp, up and away we goUp, up and i’m liking itUp, up and away!Hello, nurses! Let me burst on this verseI rock steady but I never rehearseAnd every verse i work is right on the money(Yo) I got more wraps than a mummy, honey!This be the boogie to jump-start your ventriclesStrapped on the track like tentaclesI put the squeeze on these other MC’sCutting imitator off at the knees, oh please!The way i’m ripping it up!I never let up, so hold on to your busAnd I’mma wake you up, show you how it’s doneI’ll kick your swagger in the athletic cup, son!Im blessed to be spitting these rhymesInstead of sitting in a cubicle losing my mindSo this is my time to shineAnd i’mma do it so bright, i’ll make Bustas go blindUp, up and away we goUp, up and it’s making me glowUp, up and away we goUp, up and i’m liking itUp, up and away!