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Keith Murray - Yeah Yeah U Know It lyrics
Artist: Keith Murray f/ Erick Sermon, Redman Album: Yeah Yeah You Know It 12" Song: Yeah Yeah You Know It [Keith Murray] Just blaze, you son-of-a-gun {"Uh-huh, uh-huh" - repeat 13X over chorus Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it [Chorus] we do dis' like we want to and don't give fuck Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it [Verse 1: Keith Murray] Lights, camera, action you're on "Excuse me Murray, but your ah ah ah on" I spit the (ha ha ha ha ha) word bond cuz cats out here dont be sayin' jack bone I get raw and explicit when I spit it on the mic Old folks say "that boy need the lord in his life" Nigga, think you can phase me??? but nigga, you must be crazy!!! It go "està loco, dame un beso" Dominican girls, them call us negro I short pony, short camel toe the reason why man, I dont know no matter where I go, here I go, there I go I'm propa And keep shit poppin' like orville redenbacher more freaky-deaky wit' the speachy I stay off the meat rag boy (exactly) [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Verse 2: Erick Sermon] Seromon, bless a flow you know Hod sent me Time is money, and my time cost like a Bentley I'm dope (oh yeah you know it) got a infared beam (ain't scared to show it) Peep it, check my movement this here feel rite (how???) Check his cap make sure his pill rite (boy) You a fake thug wit' a deal The only gang you represent is sugar Hill You cats is kittens boy drink this milk Put down that Hennessy son ya killin' me Dub, I snatch the corn from the children stashed it in ya homeboy's buildin' (Stop he's killin' him somebody call the cops!!!) Yeah call 911, and watch no one come That's to show how nice I am The fifth group Russell signed to Def Jam [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Verse 3: Redman] Im the bed I'm the marathon man, redman Hittin' more walls than aerasol cans, don't I??? (Yeah Yeah you know it) And when I fuck??? (Ain't scared to show it) And when the Brick's outta control, barricade the city There's an outbreak in ya outta state committee You seen it (yeah yeah you know it) And if you got it??? (ain't scared to show it) You want the bad guy - here I am I got them hoes on gilla-cam Throwin' the drawers in the ceilin' fan You as small as a kilogram I'm a plane ridin' over colombia, ya middle man I'm the boss Doc-ta Binaca Shut up all the gossip, bring the rasta I whoop ass like Ike Turner any day When I stomp Mc's out I yell "Annie Mae???" Whether I'm hot or not, pidgeons gon' flock They gon' get that wig done fa' diggin' on Doc Find me 'round the aisle in frozen food Because I am so cool, cool, cool, cool [Chorus] - repeat to fade |
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