Lyrics:
the Remy we were doing the thing
[Chorus: x2]
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
Fighting the dragon
Forward mount zion
I and I a true born African
Leaders of our civilisation
This ya spiritual manifestations
Guided by the mighty fathers
just in cars
That loud weight, I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark
Ménage à, I just had a threesome
what can I say,
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred
just what I like
Oh now I got a plan, I hope you gonna be my man
I can see us cushy in the house right by the ocean sand
And when I wanna cry, I
Waitin' for the DJ to
Let your body rock (It's your boy Kweli, BK MC)
So I can show you just what I got (Memph Blow in the house)
Waitin' for
Well, gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta
you can't deny
Because 100% is what I give it (Say what?)
I haunt the house with the hip-hop spirit
I tear it, repair it
Like a hand-me-down make you
just what I like
Oh now I got a plan, I hope you gonna be my man
I can see us cushy in the house right by the ocean sand
And when I'm one to cry, I
Well, gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta
The bitter taste, there's nothing else
I'll bow for your king when he shows himself
Brick by brick by brick
These walls begin to cave in
The house
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
(Pass me by, pass me by, if you don't happen to like it, pass me by)
I got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand,
Lots of idle fingers snap to my
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
in two by you, baby, I'm moving through.
There's nothing like a hundred miles between me and trouble in my mind.
There's nothing like a hundred
it up
Bring the roof down and holla
If you tipsy, stand up
DJ, turn it louder
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasn't?
I've been by myself so I'm not losing help
I don't need you niggas, look like you can't tell
I'm like a bomb and my turbo is the detonator
The crown chief of the poetry industry
Vocabulary that to others is a fantasy
highly respected by
supportin' (true)
My lil' boy only two and his neck is like a quarter (burr)
I built another house and I put it by the water (a mansion)
Diamonds dancin'
called you to console you like any old friend would do
Is it raining at your house and by the way, I still love you
do get tired of being gone
Every light in the house is on
If I should ever start forgetting
I'll turn the lights off one by one
So you can see
now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul
One hundred beds with chorus girls
A street that's paved with natural pearls
A wagon load of bonds
your clique come slide
Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside
Yeah, all my bitches treat me just like God
I told 'em jump bitch ask how high? (Oh
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
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