Lyrics:
Hop, hop, hip hop
Mix 'em up
It never leaves my mind
Oh, I just can't find the time
It's his grand design
To hip hop hip all mankind
I'm here
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
lifestyle's a mix between Brown Sugar and Love Jones
Hip Hop and bad ass bitches
But they come last, first I get the cash and gotta handle my business
I train
plus everybody in here wanted
Me and Waka Flocka come from the block straight chop a whole block
Chop it up and sever the block call it hip hop
Pac
Shell yeah Thug's Bunny
Needs an Easter Speshell
Welcome to the main event
So sit back, relax, let's hip hop to it
If you think my rhyme's ain't hot
this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like ball four
Y'all score games down the block
For me it's hip hop around the clock
Critical, I'm bound
I leave your mind blown
When the fat lady sings
Then they think that it is over
But this is the beginning
I was born to be a soldier
Hip Hop on my
and hip hop needs that
Hands in the air if you're out in the crowd
Get into pairs if you came to get down
Don't have a partner? Then, join any roster
You
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
thought I was soft like a slush
Chicagods crush cause they think toys r us
Hip (hip what) hop
This funky hip (hip what) hop
Is funky hip (hip what) hop
This
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think I'ma stop
I was hip without hip-hop
Between the lines, I could read the signs
They don't want music
They want songs that'll get
A whole generation
team
cause they ain't doin what they did to Martin Luther King
F'real!
[Chorus]
Yo, they said hip-hop been gone for a minute
I gotta find
on my +Lox+
+Money, Power, Respect+, still on my licks
I get the whole crowd wet
Betcha bottom dollar, we top dollar, Rotweiller
Hip-hop scholars, disc
back
And yo, big ups to all my sisters, in the name of rap
Cause when it comes to hip-hop, you know you gotta keep it true
Take from the old, mix it with
Shoot up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club, with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world til' I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love
into clubs
Beat an emcee to the punch over instrumentals dubbed
From tape deck to tape deck
Pause tape mix at breakneck speed
The only whitey in sight
Well I'm looking at you, from the corner of my eye, I can see it now, you're stepping so high and dry, I'm posted in the club watching ladies, go by
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
and runtz Ima mix it
Verse 1:
Slide down the ave I hop out take a picture, just gelato and runtz ima mix it
Learning yo body don't need no descriptions
can't believe I'm still hot, I got 'em irate
The hip hop boss of the Empire State
Cats never front on me, they know I drive weight
He's the best that
But I'm with the shit
No Smith and Wesson my hip
Cookin up bars in the mix
Hop in the coupe and we gon' do the dash
Broke niggas that be talkin' bout
head bops fo hip hop o plain lovin
D'ain't befittin to mix love n condition
Whenya hit it off unconditionally love wus happenin
We was yammerin hammerin
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