Lyrics:
, it's like that y'all
Will.i.am in da house with Sergio
Q-tip's in da house on the radio
On the radio, on the radio
On the radiya, diya, diya, diya,
hear me (tip, tip, tip, tip)
And all my diamonds VVS she bust it open in the Phantom
Man got the habit, money poking out the bag
I might hop out
Point her out for me (there she go)
We throwin' money in the air like we don't give a fuck
Lookin' for a tip drill, I mean a tip drill
We throwin'
(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
headphones tell me how grenades sound
Put on your walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets down
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
All my
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
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
bust
Yo, we make the shit wild hot
[Both]
All y'all rude boys lick a shot (gun shot)
[Q-Tip]
I be the all-I-seein'
The MCin'
Human bein'
Q
He's doin' the Suzie Q, now
Well, it ain't nothin' to it
People, it's just easy to do
(harmonica & instrumental)
Well, I know'd a lady
By
a shark to be free
Something bad on your mind
Take my tip- get on out
Take my tip- get on out
You can't give all you got to take something back
Before
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.q.
Divorce me C.O.d.
There's gonna come a day,
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
Tryin' to mock the way they talk fun but all in vain,
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes.
'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
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
tendency
I am Plug One
I'm nineteen 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
Niggas is just rapping 'cause like
Why not?
Golf boys, ayo
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this bitch
Everybody got opinions everybody got tips
Tell
and daughters
We all glow, and I'm proud to be all that I know
Q-B-O-R-O, nigga, who I die for
Survi-val, how we came a long way in solidarity
Don't let
the rep, we keep the flows in check
You don't see us, but we see you
You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's
'Cause you will get crept, wit' no
'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
knows all the words to the 23rd Psalm
She handles her tray with pnash and aplomb
Her brother's a Quaker, her dad was in Nam
Tip that waitress
Tip
turns, not for the worst
We're all has-beens and never-weres
And we're all in the back singing Roxanne
Just watching life pass us by
Pass us by
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