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Dog Baby

アーティスト:Tim Dog 

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Huh...yeah... Comin back with that East Coast flavor... 1994...yeah... Mista Busta, where you at? Can't scrap a lick, hey yo those rhymes is whack You need to keep yo corny ass at makin beef You be soundin like a kid from Sesame's Street Tryin to dis D-O-G when that ain't right Sickin Snoopy on me when that ain't right Gettin funky on me when that ain't right When I be givin it to your girl every other night I get down for my crown and I represent Do whatever I gotta do just to pay the rent And if it means dissin you (fool) and yo crew (fool) I'm comin to your house with the Bronx Zoo Rappers frontin on the dog on the mic get stepped upon And when you get crapped upon you can stomp like a leprechaun Straight up, word up for the real deal, not Hollyfield but still I might send in the dogs just like Mike Tyson When I'm grabbin the mic, everything is alright, yeah And I just lay back in the flow Rappers wanna step to me but they just don't know That I'm the Dog... (CHORUS:) (It's the dog, baby baby the dog, baby baby the dog, baby baby Tim Dog !) (4x while Tim Dog goes:) Yeah ! Comin back with that East Coast flavor Yeah ! Comin back like that ! I'm sittin in my crib watchin MTV when this skinny muthaphukka on the telly try to dis me (Baby) He try to flex on the D-O-G But if I gave that punk binoculars he still couldn't see me So shake your bones and your rattle


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