Like a Cat Move

[Intro]
Papertoy on the beat

[Chorus]
Move like a cat, move
Move like a cat, move
Never [?], move
Never gonna stop ‘til we get to the summit
Move like a cat, move
Move like a cat, move
Never [?], move
Run it, run it, run it, run it

[Verse 1]
Feelin’ a million bucks, I
Step in the place with an Ali shuffle
Feel like I don’t give a fuck, nah
This is the pinnacle, talent and hustle
What you want from a brother like me?
Bring a man down, that’s unlikely
Sweet like a nut, sweet like a lychee
Try to do the right thing like Spike Lee
Give me the pen and I bleed for it
Give me the beat and I [?] for it (Uh)
Give me the chance, I will shut this down
Love is a drug, I will speedball it (Woo)
Streets look sketchy
Mixin’ the rum with the Pepsi (Kshh)
I keep you awake, I’m like a [?]
Take your jetlag and I make it look sexy

[Pre-Chorus]
Run it
Run it
Run it
Move, move, move, move

[Chorus]
Move like a cat move
Move like a cat move
Never [?], move
Never gonna stop ‘til we get to the summit
Move like a cat move
Move like a cat move
Never [?], move
Run it, run it, run it, run it

[Verse 2]
Holler at me if you wantin’ more
(Wantin’ more, wantin’ more)
And your tongue got robbed like a hotted up Commodore
(Hotted up Commodore, hotted up Commodore)
Get, get, get it how you want it from the jump
Take a risk like a no-look dunk
Battered down the door with a one-inch punch
And the whole crowd do a screw face like uh
Go hard, heaven is a playground
And my voice is a motherfuckin’ trey pound
Voice is a weapon of the weak
Rata-tat-tat, now you’re sweatin’ from the heat
Oof, half Siberian
In a nation that made me inferior (Wah)
Try to deal with the national delirium
Stand tall in the times we’re livin’ in

[Bridge]
All my life
They’ve been tellin’ me to settle down
All my life
They’ve been tellin’ me “No”
All my life (Run it)
I been waitin’ for the get down (Run it)
All my life (Run it)
I’ve been ready to go (Move, move, move, move)

[Chorus]
Move like a cat move
Move like a cat move
Never [?], move
Never gonna stop ‘til we get to the summit
Move like a cat move
Move like a cat move
Never [?], move
Run it, run it, run it, run it

[Outro: [?]]
He’s just a lonesome cowboy lookin’ for a laksa
His blood boils with chilli oils as he walks the streets at high noon
The Queanbeyan summer beatin’ on his back
And nothin’ but his wits, a bus pass, and a bandolier of gleaming red chillies
Never underestimate the spirit of a restless man with the hunger of an alley cat
He’s here to charm your women, take your job, and spread his sweet, sweet broths
There’s two types of people in the world:
Those down on their luck, and those down on their laksa