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Starsky & Hutch
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featuring Busta Rhymes
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Uh. (Ha!)
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Uh. (Ha!)
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Uh. (Ha!)
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Uh. (Ha!)
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Uh. (Ha!)
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Yes y'all throw your hands up real high
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Let's see where the people in the world is at
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Where you at shorty?
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With LL, Busta Rhymes, Check it out...
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Two big ballers keep the juice blending
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Fuck Black Ceaser, I didn't like the ending
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Why?, cos we two jiggy niggas always making
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Too many million dollar affilliations
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Abbreviation, LL, period
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I'm platinum every time, it's serious
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Aeiyo, we serious when we experience millions
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High, rolling to the max, extra big willying
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Uh, huh, with a third of my deposit
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I'll buy your whole crib plus the clothes in the closet
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Take your current chickens then take your ex-chickens
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Shake it down for papers
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Hey, now she jump shaking...
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Gotta keep on making it high
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Gotta keep on making it high (Yes, yes Mr Smith)
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Gotta keep on making it high
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Gotta keep on making it high
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Why you ice-grilling, I'm far from a villian
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Two hundred and twenty pounds, you're half shilling
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Yo, ice-watery lyrics flow like water spilling
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You know the rules of the giz-ame, milk and top billing
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Aeiyo, I think your empty-ass cup needs some refilling
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Let me bust my milk on your back, watch you start illing
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You know she's willing, cos' honey's a Star Trekker
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Clothes coming off like jewels in front of Mecca
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Aeiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than Chubby Checker
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In the process of the jolt she might feel the Black'N'Decker
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Reason being, I work my tool right
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Handcraft the cake till it's baked just right
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Gotta keep on making it high (Uh)
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Gotta keep on making it high (Uh) (Yeah, that's right)
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Gotta keep on making it high (Uh)
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Gotta keep on making it high (Uh) (Just spark my L)
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Just lean left, lean right
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Lean front, lean back
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C'mon, you gotta ride it baby
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(You gotta shake it, shake it all night baby)
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Just lean left, lean right (right)
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Lean front, lean back (lean back)
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(C'mon shake it, just shake it)
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(C'mon shake it, just break it)
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You gotta ride it baby
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Busta Bust Mr Smith
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Flipmode Yo, lets sing a little something for the song...
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*LL Cool J + Busta Rhymes together*
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Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat
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C'mon and chill with me, me, me
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C'mon baby, you know I'm audi
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Fellas get up out you seat, seat, seat
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Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me
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Uh, you jealous niggas - change your ways
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Busta Bust
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Mr Smith
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We on the track, I always spark the lah
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I always catch a contact
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Aeiyo, stimulation make a nigga wig (wig) push back (push back)
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Like he gotta touch...
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A bottom here for Mencap
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He went from Dreadlocks
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To Ceasers
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Now he called
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Cash
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Brothers shaving bums is nasty
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Kid so watch that...
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I be the B, U, S, T, A, R, H, Y, M, E, S full of finesse, lyrically complex
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And I'm the double L, C dash O, dash O, L, period J my leers waiting on the runway, Bust
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Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr You, God
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Is it the bashment?
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Aeiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a rude bwoy
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*Together*
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Mizzy gizzy busy for bissi
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Mizzy kizzi let the rhythm dizzi
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Just a leeson for you sucker MC's
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Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these, period
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Word is bond
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Ah man
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I had a good time working with you Mr Smith
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Do you think they'll ever recover?
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I have no idea, I'm seeniggas is in comas and concussions
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It's ridiculous, word up - throw your hands in the air
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Just have a good time and wave them around
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Throw your hands in the air, word up
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Mr Smith and Busta Rhymes get down
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*LL Cool J + Busta Rhymes together*
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Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat
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C'mon and chill with me, me, me
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C'mon baby, you know I'm audi
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Fellas get up out you seat, seat, seat
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Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me
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Uh, you jealous niggas - change your ways son
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Ah man
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Splash a little bit of flossing on niggas
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Ah man
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In a happy and fun loving way
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You know, splash!
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Yeah, you know that
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Like a little bit of ice waters and shit man
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You niggas need to chill down
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Put your shades on kid
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Cool the fuck off
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Put your shades on baby
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Aight?
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Shine, nigga put them shades on
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Niggas leaning
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Leaning like they deformed or something
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