Redman

Redman - Da Goodness lyrics

(feat. Busta Rhymes)

[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 [x2]

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 [x2]

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 [x2]

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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