Lyrics:
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Feeling brand new, fresh fade
Can't look back 'cause we in them days
Where are you at? Way outta the way
Somewhere in the Midwest
Seven-six-five and I live
Ren, Ice Cube, Eazy E
DJ Yella, Fresh K, MC Smooth, my homie T-Low
And of course without a doubt, the one and only
My DJ Dr. D-are-E most definitely in
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
Malcolm X, we kill by any means (kill by any means)
Young GunnWunna stay fresh, fresh like Listerine (fresh)
I'm givin' her back to the streets, I got
And you can tell by now I got it goin' on
See I wear my Adidas shoes real real tight
Just so I can do my windmills right
I'm fresh out the box, baby
*Chorus*
(Te Awanui and Donald)
N.Z.H.I.P.H.O.P
Graft b-boys, DJ's and MC's
Represent to the fullest only the strongest can survive
Aotearoa commence
I fight me a clown
Switch on the back of the Glock, shi, shi
Bows get sold by the pound
Niggas be lackin', hop out in traffic with ah drum
You know
Put a band on your head just like a bounty
I'm so fresh so clean like Downy
Rock the purple Jordans with the Purple jeans
We can go G-Star or Amiri
But
CLAKITI
Written by:
Sahony
Alberto Montero Diclo
Jou Kenedy
Intro
A mi me gusta cuando me dices mami
Que tú toma el control y te pones nasty
Y
808, cut sound
Ooh, phooey
Marvel, you a deadbeat
DJ Flair, make the money flare
I be in the trenches, we be snatchin' souls
I got killers who came
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
Shit I did this by myself
What I look like not getting this money
countin it up
What I look like not hopping outside
fresh as fuck
She know Tracey Baby
on stage
My voice and hands are moving in
Be hip to the fact that
I'm good and I'm black
I'll take the head of the pack
And jack 'em up like a ask Fresh K
a star for that shit,
And you can learn a lot by jacking jacking my style
jacking jacking my style, Y?all been jacking for a while,
Fresh from Argentini,
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
100 now, that girl nasty
I'm never lettin' the opportunity pass me, by
I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it's true what they say when
Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me
Hey, baby even though you break my heart
I still love you
Sorry is all that you can say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive
to niggas, perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggas look on, and get
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
Niggas round the world think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne
I'm too west coast for the west coast
Too fresh nose to suritos
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