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Chi-Ali - Funky Lemonade lyrics
"Cool in the shade, drink a little bit of lemonade" (Scratched 4x) Step on up to my lemonade stand And, demand the elixer that's grand Some skunk punk wanted to flow and flam Me Chi-Ali, I belive I'm the man You're looking for, and I got more in store Due to the fact that I got rhymes galore Shut up, take a drink then think Why so many MC's stink, but I sink them at the blink Of an eye, suckers they try and try But they can't get by, their access is denied Watch your head cause ??? (Why?) I'm that type of guy Who rips the proms, stomps the comp Biting MC's try to take a chomp But when you bite it feels just like a fool To bite another man's rhyme, you ain't cool So remember the rhyme when you leave the bar stool Pay for the lemonade or I'll wet ya like a pool "Cool in the shade, drink a little bit of lemonade" (Scratched 2x) Lemonade can either be sweet or tart I can be nice or I can rip you apart So act like 99 and get smart I'm Picasso and rap is an art Everybody is amazed with Chi-Ali Because I'm 14 and my girl's 23 Everybody knows I am a lady's dream And MC's know that I'm a a microphone fiend But step back quickly before you get me Upset, better yet, back up and then jet Don't come near me, I know you fear me Because my rhymes are dope and I'll say them clearly I rock any type type of style, you know Chi Will rock any type a type of style Sit relax as you watch me get paid Take another sip of this funky lemonade "Cool in the shade, drink a little bit of lemonade" (Scratched 4x) Now you know the flavor since I just ripped So step right up, and take a sip You're guaranteed to like it, it'll make you feel better Give you're girl a taste and she's bound to get wetter Now if you have a taste of this potent cute And suddenly you realize you can't produce Don't give up, you still have a shot Just don't leave the lemonade spot Move out of the sun, and into the shade And take another sip of this funky lemonade Step on up to this line, ladies, fellas, everybody Wassup man?(Let me get a drink) Aiight, here you go, where's my money? Man wait chill, layaway? You gotta go to the back of the line With that layaway, I need cash money *talking continues, Dres says something in there* |
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