[Pos]
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As we go clubbin
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Me and my peoples we be lookin and we buggin
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off these ladies talkin bout no dancefloor rubbin
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'til we supply 'em with at least two to three mixed drinks from the bar
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They must be out they mind, them rookies get dismissed
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Cause it ain't hard to find, the ladies that can move it
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to the latest bassline, attached to the drum
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that'll set it off and make the local DJ a star
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But can I get a boost from the bass and the treble?
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This record ain't for soothin but for raisin blood levels
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We simply havin fun but know that some don't like the music
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That it promotes rappin, and global gun-clappin
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But still promoters packin in the clubs where I'm at
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Plus everywhere I go so just realize the fact
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That we won't be denied that respect you try to hide
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Shit this ain't rock'n'roll - ("cause the rap is in control" [Q-Tip])
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Simply Havin
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De La Soul |