Do That There

Now he comes close gets crushed like clay packs

With unlimited flows never stay in the same spot

Everything in locks got a place to make rock

If you feel it in your heart reach out like grand fox

Baby hop on board, you don't need your payed stubs

in the galaxy bus we pullin out all stops

From the bay to LA just like the great pac

Big shout to my man cut chemist and J5

All my women in the spot thats makin the place pop

That branch from bass chocolate

Asia good cop, go in, state the obvious

Legs and tank tops

Y'all keep on truckin y'all doin a great job

For ain't no stage I won't take from playin cards

In the burgundy coats, snake boots and black socks

On the barbary coast playin host to ex wives

With the bubbly flowin cuff links and fake butts

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When I do that damn thing

I do that damn thing

I do that damn thing

I do that there

Now I am award your fate heats

That's helped ya

one day at the altar mid general

called me in to headquarters, gave me an order

son I bestow the gift of rap on ya

fight for the cause but don't be a mortal

I'm your DJ on the steel wheel of fortune

Get me an art against lay before you show this to four more ways to change coats?

To guess the trouble is when he did what he did

Bless me with excellence with the bat and the pen

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So if any ya young MC's

never passed the entry level position

I'm guessin eventually

Y'all thistle empty disappear gently

Like a whisper in the wind come messin with LB

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Whoa . . . . . . . . . . . . Cut Chemist

Whoa . . . . . . . . . .Bring it back now

Well abracadrabra I'll saddled up a camel

Travelled the Sahara and the avenues of Casablanca

ran into the back of a fama?

They snackin on the abba-zabba cabbage patch

A practising the macarena with who?

Santana, Santa, a panda, my gramma

Dracula, Aladdin and the delhi-lama

Berretta and a mannequin

and then I slipped on a banana landed on a hammock

In Havana sippin on a can of apple fanta

Bit by a piranha when I swam into an aness

On the back of a manta I paddled with a spatula

Back to atlanta where I had a

hamburger with hammers manager

Afterwards he handed me eleven lemons for

The Tropicana where I had a romantic encounter

With janet palmer, a tama for Selma and a calamity jane

Samantha vanity, Miss Japan, Canada

and panamarama in the back of a natura

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