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Damn Right Lyrics
erbally its dinner time..me and mine dine exquisite...Ice like a blizzard..
rockin crocks and lizards..me and Poof in the Ac..North Kack be where
we're at..droppin hits at the Ritz allway down to Sugar Shacks..matter
fact we got it sewn..lock stock and barrel...bout to hit you soon
keep
your eye on the sparrow...Gotta bounce when you hear it ..turn
it up a notch..cause man Fat Daddy bout to blow up your spot..We keep it
hot like July ...you can't deny that we fly...see we play every day from
L.A. to N.Y..and cross seas we got trees in the West Indes...Lord, Lord,
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Mercy...With fourty thieves, I be chillin..keep
the Champagne spillin..theres no need for illin..representin all my
children...as the world turns ..gravity pulls..we hold it down..It's
Q..D...T...and me...The best pound for pound
Vs.2: IQ &
T-Strait
It's the incredible sound...that shakes the
ground..city..states and towns..holding it down..for our crown...headed
legacy bound....so what's your name.. T- Straite, who are you...It's I.Q.
...taking these crews out by twos making moves to confuse....who
could refuse the flave the way we shape it like clay....without a
loss..we set it off without F. Gary Gray....For all my peeps in
this piece....From F.J.'s to Black Sheep...School Boy and Big Lord
we keep attacking them beats....From the streets
of Q.C....Internationally....collectin cheese...fillin seats
to capacity...you know the type..we're first in flight ta keep if fly
with a mic....F. J.'s that hype to keep you tight all night..Damn
Right
Vs. 3: DRES
Yo..I be ahead in the polls to rock enumerous
souls...got this style more sweet than Dr. J's fingerolls..who
it be..me..slammin from the top of the key.. Black Pearl - I.Q. -
T Straite - and Fat Daddy..Now watch us achieve and sieze the moment
with the greatest of ease..with expertise on the air...it be the draft of
coolbreeze...with cheddar cheesey vo-cals...gotcha actin so-cial ..from North
Kak to Cali..to New York City lo-cales....bout ta..cut the gristle...who's
sharper than a whistle...who's sound get's around like a pawn shop
pistol...freely I flow...see me and mine ...G. E....TP....AI....D ..you
cant mess with the...cheeba choppin money clocker droppin lyrics on the
one....with my pants kinda saggin cause my pockets weigh a ton...cheat on
my wife with a mic...so complex our romance...that I be known to get
a dance out of a B-Boy stance
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