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B.B.S.

アーティスト:Black Sheep  アルバム:Non-Fiction 

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(feat. Emage) (Dres) Crumbs to the floor, bums off the wall Stage landing, assured I hit you all like a red ball One to the two, 'D' to the 'R' 'E' to 'S' ­ me, baby pah Doing my thing with my peeps Don't sleep (Verse One) I bounce around the city like I was a personal cheque, see I'm only running with niggas catching dayroom wreck, B Keeping it real with appeal, I gets filthy like I'm dirty Straight up and down, you'll say that "them's the niggas, seven-thirty" What now, bumba claat bwai like you got to say? Me nah want no back chat, me nah come to play So move it away, I say, before you can't move it away Black Sheep, aight? Black Sheep, ayyyy! Iiiii! Ohhh! Who? You, so I'm rocking it on the regular, I pick it up like a 'fro And your radio's fly when the Sheep's on the dial We flaunt it, freak it and flip it freely with style On top of the pile, funky laundry for Ron G Crazy shout out to Poppi-pop and Conji Keeping it tight, making a right since I left Though it was never wrong, don't hate me cause I'm def I'm just (Chorus: Emage) Bubbling brown sugar, let me tell you what it's all about Bubbling brown sugar, make you want to dance and shout Bubbling brown sugar, with a little jazzy beat Bubbling brown sugar, Dres and Lawnge of Black Sheep (Verse Two) Plop-plop, fizz, fizz; oh, what a relief it is To be the epitome of an emcee, getting biz ­ 'E' After 'R', 'R' after 'D' 'S' at the end, yes y'all it's me No need to doubt it, New York's got my loyalty


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