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redman - da goodness lyrics
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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
c-ck the flame, back to delete the pain
hater, iksrfo, don’t piscapo
hit the safe for cake, shoulda switched to coal
n-gg-, 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 sh-t 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, till y’all call swat
bite off your ear for a souvenir
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, ah
wild the f-ck out, smoke the f-ck out
drink the f-ck out, freak the f-ck out
bug the f-ck out, scream the f-ck out
black the f-ck out, act the f-ck out
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna rock a party? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna get naughty? shake your stinkin’ -ss
oo-wee! 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 sp-wn
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, h-llo!”
money talk, bullsh-t walk, ask kris
the baptist, roll garcia’s with hashish
you need cl-sses for practice to tap this
jur-ssic crab shaft nasty -ss b-tch
hot potato, drop the data
guard your emanc-p-tion proclimator
lock sh-t down, c-ck the pound, no doubt
as a juvenile, brought cazals off c-n-l
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 c-ckeyed
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
f-ck ya, rob ya, cops say, “it’s them again!”
choke the f-ck out, joke the f-ck out
sweat the f-ck out, p-ss the f-ck out
black the f-ck out, flip the f-ck out
drunk the f-ck out, bug the f-ck out
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna rock a party? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna get naughty? shake your stinkin’ -ss
yo, pepe lepew i ain’t messin’ wit you
or stressin’ your crew, your own n-gg-z be testin’ you too
f-ckin’ wit you, makin your b-tch unbuckle her shoe
watchin this b-tch 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 b-tch, 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
sh-t funky like your mother with her stinkin’ -ss
type of sh-t 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 f-ckin until my nuts bust out
cardiac arrest of the p-ssy and p-ss the f-ck out
bug the f-ck out, sweat the f-ck out
drink the f-ck out, stink the f-ck out
act the f-ck out, smack the f-ck out
f-ck the f-ck out, freak the f-ck out
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna rock a party? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna get naughty? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you feel it in your body? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna get naughty? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna rock a party? shake your stinkin’ -ss
do you wanna drink a forty? shake your stinkin’ -ss
stinkin’ -ss
stinkin’ -ss
stinkin’ -ss
stinkin’ -ss
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