Redman

Redman - Da Goodness lyrics

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[Redman]
 Yo  bless the steel  step out dressed to kill
 Spark the L  "Whattup Doc?" What the deal?
 Clock the squeal  the MC overkill
 Certified cylinders 35 mil'
 Jumpin out planes  Doc's Da Name
 Cock the flame  back to delete the pain
 Hater  IKSRFO  don't Piscapo
 Hit the safe for cake  shoulda switched to coal
 Nigga  sneak a pound through custom drug hounds
 Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums
 Me and my man jumpin out Sedans
 Tappin your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran
 I, execute like wars in Beirut
 Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe
 The rhythm hit em without the venom in em
 Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon
 Hah, Dogstar, your girl smokin a lot
 I been had a demo before "Ridin' High"
 Five whips straight up, cash out the car lot
 Clorox your Fort Knox, til y'all call SWAT
 Bite off your ear for a souveneir
 Switch from Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear
 If you don't know the click then you're smokin wet
 Funk Doc, Def Squad, from the Jersey set

 Wild the fuck out, smoke the fuck out
 Drink the fuck out, freak the fuck out
 Bug the fuck out, scream the fuck out
 Black the fuck out, act the fuck out
 Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin ass (2X)
 Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin ass

 Ooooh-weeee! I think the heat is on
 Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reachin y'all
 Right on, my palm is like the cape on Spawn
 Active frequency, trip the car alarm
 Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit, got moves to make
 Choose the date, today you hallucinate
 Smokin me out without war, torn, ghettoes
 Opposite of Goodfellows, Dinero
 Go to any borough who rock the mic thorough
 Got your wife sayin, "Not tonight, hello!"
 Money talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris
 The baptist, roll Garcia's with hashish
 You need classes for practice to tap this
 Jurassic crab shaft nasty ass bitch
 Hot potato, drop the data
 Guard your Emancipation Proclimator
 Lock shit down, cock the pound - no doubt
 As a juvenile, brought cazals off canal
 Brick City be the pros at wildin out
 off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand Isle
 Got a degree, on the hash and the leaky
 Crash in the V while we Master the P
 I beez Bout It Bout It, causin low mileage
 Blacka, make Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha
 Spit somethin to you then turn your eyes cockeyed
 Down with the Outz - ah ha ha, ha ha!
 Yo tremblin, pickin up the pen again, adrenaline
 Got impact like DJ Boo on "Benjamins"
 Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your Timberland
 Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!"

 Choke the fuck out, joke the fuck out
 Sweat the fuck out, pass the fuck out
 Black the fuck out, flip the fuck out
 Drunk the fuck out, bug the fuck out
 Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin ass (2X)
 Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin ass

 [Busta Rhymes]
 Yo, Pepe LePew I ain't messin wit you
 or stressin your crew, your own niggaz be testin you too
 Fuckin wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her shoe
 Watchin this bitch while she already know what she wanna do
 She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone
 The Don Corleone, she wildin all inside of my zone
 C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin you out
 Sneakin you out, over to my crib, freakin you out
 Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly
 The way I be hittin it got you sweatin makin you smelly
 Shit funky like your mother with her STINKIN ass
 Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, WHOO!
 Baby just hold a second and give me a chance
 Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance
 Now we huggin you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out
 Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out

 [Redman]
 Bug the fuck out, sweat the fuck out
 Drink the fuck out, stink the fuck out
 Act the fuck out, smack the fuck out
 Fuck the fuck out, freak the fuck out
 Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin ass (2X)
 Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin ass

 Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin ass
 Do you wanna drink a forty? Shake your stinkin ass

 Stinkin ass
 Stinkin ass
 Stinkin ass
 Stinkin ass
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Author: Duke Ellington, Irving Mills, Juan Tizol, Reggie Noble, Trevor Smith (4)

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Doc's da Name 2000 (1998)

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