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you wit' me?
(Yeah)
L.B.C., N.Y.C., D.P.G., Heavy D
All up in yo' frame, Pretty Tone type game, now listen

I know this sunny who be lifty off
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
the DJ grab the record by the fist full 
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved
the DJ grab the record by the fist full 
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
[Intro - talking]
Like it was before, as usual
Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same

[Verse 1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
the music just for you
So you can do the extra crazy Biz Mark dance too
Or even do the dance made up by yourself
As long as you're in good phy-sical health
don't purple stuff it
One day by the way I met little miss muffet

I blew my mind with the stuff that I taught her
I am the wanderer's wandering
Pass around some of that good stuff
Till dawn, it's on
Joe got drunk and fell in the lake
Ray passed out but make no mistake
Any minute now he'll
They got barbecue chicken with all the fixings
Sweet buttermilk for buttermilk biscuits
Brownies in a box, just water and mix em’
Oh oh, um um good
Do unusual stuff
Baby girl turn around
Now take off all of your clothes
There you go, thats a good girl
Now let me see you touch your toes
Daddy
got his pseudo-thickness all up in her 
But suddenly he, stops mid thrust 

Seems she nameless to 'cause, got his stuff in a death cunt clutch 
He
on the crusty eye, bagel with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in MCA's voice box
Y'all bull and my ox don't fit the mix

(Disc jock)
It be some classic
crunk
When I see 'em in the club, they sniffin' up that stuff
Give you one G of white
Give me two G of white
Give me three G of white
A eight ball for
out by your ear.
Getchya stuff man, You need ta disappear Ayyyee

You know that's dirty and you're good for nuthin'
Trespassing, Sassing, Good for
even from the "windows to the walls" of the Church
And it's becoming a concocted mixture now
We record contrary tracks and try to mix it down
I'll be your little play thing dance in a g-string
Give you the good stuff go till you get enough
Take you so high you'll never want to say when
I'll be your little play thing dance in a g-string
Give you the good stuff go till you get enough
Take you so high you'll never want to say when
venture
No you're not dreaming i'll be the Pincher
The millimeter by millimeter Doberman Bull Mastiff mix
Where Rottweiler while a rhyme of
Graffiti