[Danja Mowf]
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Uhh, Danja Mowf
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(WHAT? Y'all know)
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North Side (aight) South Side
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(I know what you thinking)
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Danja Mowf
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(Real MC's can rip over anything.. lesson A nigga)
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East End, West End
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See the flows that I come wit
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Got y'all niggas talking dumb shit
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About my crew, and the things I do
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I'ma show you, another side of this game like Badu
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Why do, you try to
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test me, don't you know you'll die fool?
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Told you that on Power 92, how many times I got to remind you
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Last time, when I blast my fast rhyme I'ma leave your ass cryin
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Better take your WIC to the check cash line
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And buy something phat from VA and yes that's mine
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D-A, N-J-A, M-O-W-F, or should I say WWF
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The way I'm slamming all these emcees
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brother please don't trouble yourself
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With that RA-RA, you Ca-bore me like Zsa-Zsa
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Make me laugh like ha, ha
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I got soul like (Chiggananah Chiggannah)
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Who's that crew, starting with the Su to the pa, then
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F to the R to the I-E-N, D-Z, off the heeezey
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That's it classic like Reebok, so dope that folk need detox
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I don't care if the beat knocks
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I could rip it with your momma on the beatbox
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Taking us out is hard B
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so if you feel you wanna battle when you see us in the party
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You better ask somebody, (word) you really better ask somebody
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[Aaliyah]
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Boy, I've been watching you like a hawk in the sky
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that flies, and you were my prey (my prey)
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Boy, I promise you if we keep bumpin heads
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I know that one of these days (days)
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We gon hook it up while we talk on the phone
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But see, I don't know if that's good
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I've been holding back this secret from you
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I probably shouldn't tell it but
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Chorus One: Aaliyah
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If I, if I let you know
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You can't tell nobody, I'm talkin bout nobody
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Are you responsible?
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Boy I gotta watch my back, cause I'm not just anybody
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Is it my go? Is it your go?
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Sometimes I'm goody-goody, right now naughty-naughty
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Say yes or say no
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Cause I really need somebody, tell me are you that somebody?
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[Aaliyah]
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Boy, won't you pick me up at the park right now
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Up the block, while everyone's sleep (sleeps, sleeps)
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I'll be waiting there with my trucks, my locs, my hat
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Just so I'm low key
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If you tell the world
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(Don't speak, you know that would be weak)
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Oh boy, see I'm trusting you with my heart, my soul
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I probably shouldn't let you but if I
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Chorus Two: Aaliyah
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If I, if I let this go
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You can't tell nobody, I'm talkin bout nobody
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Are you responsible?
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Boy I gotta watch my back, cause I'm not just anybody
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Is it my go? Is it your go?
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Sometimes I'm goody-goody, right now naughty-naughty
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Say yes or say no
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Cause I really need somebody, tell me are you that somebody?
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[Mad Skillz]
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Yo, Mad Skillz get sick wit it
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What you got? Whip it out, on the block, get it out
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On the real, flip it out don't stop
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when this drop you gotta rip it out
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I got you, I got to hachh-too, spit it out
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Face facts how y'all rate that
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see a brother with Aaliyah bet y'all hate that
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Where the bass at, find the wack sound
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Got y'all niggas crying like the baby in the background
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Who the mack now, Loc charge the set
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Got you thinking that I'm broke
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cause you see me in the parking deck?
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Nah! My dough stack right, y'all better act right
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I hit chicks like cat fights, left wrist pack ice
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While you working at Soul Train making sure the shoe rack right?
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Gimme that for the hype hit
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I ripped this shit I don't even rap like this
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[Lonnie B]
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People think it's all about kickin bars
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Gimmie your mind and let it get lost in the sauce
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I be hittin y'all off yall lost
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My clique will never fall off, niggy naw, naw
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We done did it all, got people licking the ballz
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Chicks kicking the drawers, getting bent in the Boss
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My flow is so much quicker than yours
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My joint is so much bigger than yours
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The print in my drawers, think what I'm kicking is false?
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I'll rap buck-bald in floss, show my balls and all
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And do the Huck-a-Buck until you momma call the law
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she better call em off
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Cause I got shot guns and I sawed 'em off
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And my nine nickle-plated in the car with Marc
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My crew got Juice like Marley Marl
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