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A Tribe Called Quest - Oh My God (remix) Şarkı Sözleri

A Tribe Called Quest | Şarkı Sözleri

    chorus q-tip:
    oh my god (16x)
    q-tip:
    listen up everybody the bottom line
    i´m a black intellect, but unrefined
    with precision like a bullet, target bound
    just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds
    now when i say the harlett, you know i mean the hot
    heat in the equator, the brothers in the pot
    jalick, jalick ya wind up ya hip
    draftin of the poets, i´m the #7 pick
    licks, licks, licks boy on your backside
    licks, licks, licks boy on your backside
    listen to the fader, shaheed lets it glide
    tip the earthly body
    heaven´s on my side
    even in santo domingo
    can i gotta gringo
    yo, we got mics, when do we go?
    know a little nigga who can rhyme where yo ass be
    short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy
    phife
    1 for the treble, 2 for the bass
    you know the style tip, now watch me rip this
    i like my beats harder than two day old shit
    steady eatin booty mcs like cheese grits
    my man al b. sure, he´s in effect mode
    used to have a crush on dawn from en vogue
    it´s not like honey dip would wanna get with me
    but just in case i own more condoms than tlc
    now the formula is this...me, tip, and ali
    for those who can´t count it goes 1-2-3
    the "anti-batty boy big up" is who i be
    brothas find it´s hard to do, but never me
    some brothas try to dis the malik
    you see´m catchin me
    nah care bout them booty mcs, my shit be hittin
    trini gladiator, anti-hesitator
    shaheed push the fader from here to granada
    mister energetic
    who me, sound pathetic?
    when´s the last time you heard a funky diabetic?
    i don´t know man(3x)
    i don´t know(2x)
    chorus:
    q-tip
    complimentary it be
    the thief of poetry
    i got a humdinger comin hook, line and sinker
    the timbo hits with the prints underground
    timbo´s on the toes, i like the way it´s goin down
    down like the lady of the evenin
    when it goes in hun just beleive the sin
    cuz queens is the county, jamaica is the place
    (phife: take off your boots cuz you can´t run the race)
    see, this is how we do when we keep it on and on
    do what...
    got my man big mo with the streets and the papes
    my man big mo with the streets and caprice
    this is how we do when we keep the wildin sheets
    cuz we got to do it like this, we aim to please
    see ya next lp and next cd and next cassette
    yo, we about to jet
    we a tribe called quest and we the midnight marauders
    tribe called quest and we the midnight marauders
    see ya next time cuz we the midnight marauders
    a yo, we out cuz we the midnight marauders
    go to the record store and get the shit
    we work hard
    we a tribe called quest and we the midnight marauders
    queens got it´s own and brooklyn got it´s own
    like that

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