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Tip Taps Tip (Halcali) · Saturdays=Youth (M83) · Buffett Live: Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays (Jimmy Buffett) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) · Chasing the Saturdays (The Saturdays) · Chasing the Saturdays (The Saturdays) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) · A Life of Saturdays (Dexter Freebish) · Saturdays = Youth [LP] (M83) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) – and 41 other albums »


Check this out, Cool DJ Red Alert
With my man, Q-Tip

In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasures
Looked at her sexual partner
Who acquainted
(feat. Q-Tip)
[Verse One: Q-Tip]
I want to be able to reach an mc
And reach a little child in the same degree
And my elders excel
I mean what
It's Q-Tip, the ass-jack
Will.i.am and Sergio
Q-tip steady rockin' on yo' radio
It's the eh, it's the ethnic
It's the hip hop dance, let's sing
I am Plug One
I'm 19 years young
I love peace
Well at least
I think we need some

I'm Q-Tip y'all
3 Feet produced by Prince Paul
This session
[Q-Tip]
Hey , hey, hey, hey,
Hey, who that? Hey, who that?
Hey, who that? Check it, what
Hey sucker nigga, whoever you are [Repeat: x2]
Hey
you, boy
I'm on a hype tip, this ain't no ego trip
Just rollin' thick as hell, champagne I sip as well
Listen and you'll envision, this rap's
would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P. 
I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'.
So, when you ask me
the hops, bottom out until the top of the top tip hits with grit shit
Then I'ma shift into high gear, my year, every year
Let me hear someone near cheer
Q
[Chorus]
Mr. Incognito, Incognito [Repeat: x12]

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes,
[Q-Tip] 
(yo) Aiyyo Buck, word up (get up in em) 
Yo it's that nigga from the Tribe 
Let these niggas know what's up son, aight? 

[Buckshot]
[Q-Tip]
I got the Busta bust 
Yo, we make the shit wild hot 
Busta:We got Kamaal
Complete, we make the shit wild hot

[Q-Tip]
I got the Busta
my p's q's in my jeans
G-g-gee-whizz, my rides like superhero
Four five ceelo, look how good I reload
Right back at you, abide by the g-code
Click
Rerun to Roger
Ren to the Stimpy, Laurel to Hardy
Q-Tip and Phife, they mashed up the party
Kick the rhymes and more rhymes
Kick the beats and more
and need
On the streets where intuition and weed are breed
Shoot the gift and viff, at the myths uplift
My rhyme the clip its like the boom bip to tip(q)
In
and serve you, boy
I'm on a hype tip, this ain't no ego trip
Just rollin' thick as hell, champagne I sip as well
Listen and you'll envision, this rap's
point at Q-Tip 
And he states, 'Black is Black' 
Mirror mirror on the wall, 
Shovel chestnuts in my path 
Please keep on up with the nuts 
So I don't
check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they breath and stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple
skies
All you want?s one more Saturday
Well look here until then
They gonna buy your life's time
So keep your wick in the air and your feet in
bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe
the money, save the bullshit for the Q-Tips
Swag is the coolest, my bitch is the rudest
My jeweler is Jewish and my wrist is the bluest
And I get it poppin'
point at q-tip
And he states, 'black is black'

Mirror mirror on the wall,
Shovel chestnuts in my path
Please keep on up with the nuts
So I don't
bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe
to the store
On the early mornin' tip some time 'round four
I was standing by the magazines readin' a Maxim
When I heard a familiar voice to the the counter dude