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Dj Hum

up [Chorus 2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money on dem

swing bassed up the hoochie If you sample George Clint', you praise crazed Bootsy or the J.R., Texas kids with the hee-haw And the DJ kids cut {*scratch

is Joe I need hoe Can I get a witness? (Hoe!) And when I come you're lookin' dumb You say, ?Who did this, did this?? Face you're lookin' dumb on, hum could you hum

't smell that beer on my breath 'Cause if the sheriff catch a whiff of that fifth It'll probly knock him stiff Don't look dumb if my breath on hum Stick

(Dj Paul talking) yeah! hypnotized mindz! three 6 mafia! felli fel! heavy hitta! yeah! we 'bout to do somethin' different we bout to make

Now what you want, huh, huh, huh Fabolous Yeah Yo??, this new comers known to move with the seasons Couple winter lodges, few summer homes And there for every uw, hum

They don't realize I'm not confined Nor trapped by space and time I am a rebel, an overthrower Descendant of the black man Noah Radio DJ's, all around

rhyme about whatever we wanna rap Decorate our walls with plaques Summertime eighty-nine or better degree weather Nine-seven dj clue and lb fam forever [dj clue] What? ! dj

emcees and no late collections Take no shorts up front on the double You ain't got it, you got trouble I'll pull out a mic and rhyme the bust Hum, another