Verse One:
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I'm {easy} easy, easy like Sunday morning
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I can kick a stupid nervous joint when I'm yawning
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Ahhh, Common's comin with that old oh excuse me
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Elizabeth, this is a big one, I mean a dewe-dewe
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Doogie, Howser, cause see I'm like Bowser
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Kickin it with the sha-na-na-na, the t-shirt, and the
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trousers, how's the, Family Ties?
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I'm left with the gift, open it up, SUPRISE!
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Big bat, filet-o-fish, quarter pounder french fries
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Icy Coke, milkshake, sundaies and apple pies
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And a cup? Nah, that's enough of that
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I'm like an indian giver, yo, give me that back
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Comin again hip-pop-pop-pop bring it back selector
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We be the thoroughbred, so use your head, play the Trifecta
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Common infector, smug MC, heads up!
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Ya better duck cause muck-a-luck, it's me
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[Now what's your name] Common
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Come in again... Common
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[How would you do it] Common
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[Now how was she] Common, check it out!
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Common is coming soon to a theater near you
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To the U-A-C crew, nuff respect due
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Do I do, where I do, when I do
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I do do do, yo I do it on the ease
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Verse Two:
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I be kickin it with the doubly-dope rhymer
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I'm trippin-and-dippin-and-slippin with the rhyme like Sli-mer
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[Who ya gonna call?] Ghostbuster
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I'm pee-wee we stole, and I'm just a
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Hustler, I tried to scheme for a sec
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But the record got wreck, tried to write a bad check
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So I checked myself, before self got buck
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wild, tried to live how I had to fluctuate
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To a snake, and metriculate, yo I had to elevate
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You can tell it's great, cause I'm state
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of 87, the South side of Chicago
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Five-oh-one come follow me yo, everywhere that I go
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And I know I ain't did nuthin [hell naw]
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The district think I be just a lil trick kid frontin
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U Ak got my back if there's any contact
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In the back is a track from Immenslope soul cat
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And it's phat, sorta like Oprah before she lost weight
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I put my rhymes in good hands, hey like All State
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And I'm all in a state of ease, utopia
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I'm the Spiderman, givin bug MC's arachnaphobia
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Holy-molia, it's totally awesome
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The survey say, I gets moe skins than Richard Dawson
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But I won't catch mono or no type of disease
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Cause when I flex, for sex, I do it on the ease
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Verse Three:
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A lop bop a woo bop, a lop bam boogie
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I'm a Dr. Pepper, wouldn't you like to be a Pepper
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two-steppin through, yodel-le-hee-hoo!
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Oui oui mon cheri, a como tale vouz?
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[Contraire mon frere] OK, to the death
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Is it true that I'm dope? {Yeahhhh!}
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Yippedy yes y'all, here we go a loopedy loop de loo
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A hubbeda hula hoop, a hubbeda alley oop to Coop
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I gots the Magic, but I'm not a Laker
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I'm shakin-and-bakin-and-takin, cause I'm the back-board
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break her arm and feather, whippin the wonder when she activates
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Hold up! My jaws are in my crack, [aight] pass the tape
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Time to activate, and ejaculate
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This is the beauty of where I'm in a state
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I meant to say demonstrate
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I'm in a state, where I've had too much eight, ball
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In the corner pocket, count em, buck it
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A chicken, a finger-lickin with a finger-bone
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C'mon I'm on a roll, stippedy stutter-roll
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Owah-owah-owah-owah Ayatoll
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of Khomein, my domain is infinite
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Ya got trouble, well you need to get some dick
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and to the hip-hop shop, the future shock
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When we started kickin on the one two, and ya don't stop
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But the buck stops here buckaroo
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Ya got your instructions, now you know what to do
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Take it easy
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Take It EZ
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| Common |
