Got some good ass weed
Got some good ass weed (What?)
Got some good ass weed
Got some good ass weed
(Know what. What? Heh. Can't hear you. Uh-huh)
Got some good ass weed (Know what)
Yo, now first of all I'm a kid about money
Talkin' hot bid'ness and my paper work, runnin'
Doc and Hot Nick is like Good Will, Huntin'
Put them shotguns up in the air and start, pumpin'
Real niggas in the hood don't start, nuttin'
When the heat breaks they proceed to start, dumpin'
You eyeballin' me like you movin' somethin'
Yo' bitch fuckin you with me in the Walkman
Slow down boy, you're not a real, killer
Three-wheel motion from me shootin' the wheel up
Out the jungle, Doc straight go-rilla (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Bananas, antennas can't pick up (doo doo doo doo)
My crew is Triple P, watch us do it
Brook-nam, Shaolin, the T-Dot, Newark
All my shorties skippin' school watch truant
Hit the college dorm, make freaks out the students
Yeah, now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh)
Roll the L, let's inhale baby (uh-huh) (What?)
Startin it up befo' twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh) (Say what?)
To my niggas that say fuck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh)
If it ain't green can't accept those (uh-huh) (Say what?)
That can't roll with niggas that's petrol (uh-huh)
Niggas, abandon ship when I'm geared for landin'
Your own tec-ll see my grill and start, jammin'
Throw your hands up in the air, keep 'em standin'
Fuck if you in here on V.I.P., laminates (fuck you)
You'll get touched too with the, cannon
Around the handle, a fuck you bandana
Dawg I was grown with balls and bad, manners
That's why me and your broad is on, camera {*click click click*}
I'm sick from a childhood head, blow
When systems was pumpin' before I let, go
The head honcho fall back and pump, fo'
Figure-four flows 'til they scream, UNCLE!
Now wake your punk-ass up if you asleep
Doc and Brick City bout fo'-thousand deep
Fourteen years old, got TV's in the, seat
Watchin' pornos of Janet Jack-me
Yo, now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh) (Say what?)
Roll the L, let's inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin it up befo' twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh) (Say what?)
To my niggas that say fuck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh) (Say what?)
If it ain't green can't accept those (uh-huh)
That can't roll with niggas that's petrol (uh-huh) (Say what?)
Now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh) (Say what?)
Roll the L, let's inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin it up befo' twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh) (Say what?)
To my niggas that say fuck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh) (Say what?)
If it ain't green can't accept those (uh-huh)
That can't roll with niggas that's petrol (uh-huh)
[Hook - whispered]
Do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh)
Roll the L, let's inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin' it up befo' twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh)
To my niggas that say fuck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh)
If it ain't green can't accept those (uh-huh)
That can't roll with niggas that's petrol (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
This is DJ Say What?! on WKYA radio!
When you hear, "Disco Freddy,"
Haul ass to the phone and dial 973-555-9592!
Be the 20th caller and win tickets for you and a guest to Disco Freddy's Party Lounge
Located at 25 Fishback Avenue in the Brick City!
WKYA, Blastin' the fuck off!
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