Letras: A Tribe Called Quest. The Low End Theory. Rap Promoter.
It's a fly love song
To the effect of nothing, effective fronting
Is what I don't allow so let me tell you something
I am a bonafide
Not too modest and not a lot of pride
Soon to have a ride and a home to reside
If my momma is sick I'm by her beside
Used to watch the show on channel 4 called Riptide
Wash my wears in-tide 'cause it's too damn cold outside
That's how the runnings go
If there ain't no dough then there ain't no show
So take your roly poly fat promoter
To the chemical bank and get my cash
If you wanna see the people scream and laugh
You best quest you ask quest you ask real fast
'Cause I don't wanna see 'em, start buckin'
Throwin' chairs in the air while you be duckin'
What, what? Don't step to me with that
If you promotin' the show make sure it ain't wack
Or else I'm leaving
Let me tell you
I'm leaving
Let me tell you
I'm leaving
Let me tell you
Your wack show
Yo man whassup with that?
Yo don't sweat me
[Incomprehensible]
C'mon, five hundred, that was the deal
C'mon man, don't try to play me out
We don't need you, sorry
You know you need me
And the abstract rapper says, "I want chicken, and orange juice
Dat's wha's on my rider and my occasional potato by Orida
Don't forget my pastry, make sure they're tasty
I'm not the type to be pushy or hasty"
See I'm the type of bro that's reared in the ghetto
Took a few shorts before
Now the only ones I take are the ones that I wear
Ain't takin' no shorts no more, now
Please act proper 'fore I call the crime stoppers
Don't dip on the dough, 'cause that's a no, no
Make sure you count your money real slow
Be alert, look alive and act like ya know
It's, the 90's, time to make moves
Not the 80's, do away withcha womb
So what, you got a crew
I got one too, they're called the Brooklyn Zoo
Don't break fool, let's be reserved and cool
We don't have to act like we in grade school
Just make sure that we're taken care of
And we'll do a fly show for ya bub, check it out
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang diggy diggy
To the effect of nothing, effective fronting
Is what I don't allow so let me tell you something
I am a bonafide
Not too modest and not a lot of pride
Soon to have a ride and a home to reside
If my momma is sick I'm by her beside
Used to watch the show on channel 4 called Riptide
Wash my wears in-tide 'cause it's too damn cold outside
That's how the runnings go
If there ain't no dough then there ain't no show
So take your roly poly fat promoter
To the chemical bank and get my cash
If you wanna see the people scream and laugh
You best quest you ask quest you ask real fast
'Cause I don't wanna see 'em, start buckin'
Throwin' chairs in the air while you be duckin'
What, what? Don't step to me with that
If you promotin' the show make sure it ain't wack
Or else I'm leaving
Let me tell you
I'm leaving
Let me tell you
I'm leaving
Let me tell you
Your wack show
Yo man whassup with that?
Yo don't sweat me
[Incomprehensible]
C'mon, five hundred, that was the deal
C'mon man, don't try to play me out
We don't need you, sorry
You know you need me
And the abstract rapper says, "I want chicken, and orange juice
Dat's wha's on my rider and my occasional potato by Orida
Don't forget my pastry, make sure they're tasty
I'm not the type to be pushy or hasty"
See I'm the type of bro that's reared in the ghetto
Took a few shorts before
Now the only ones I take are the ones that I wear
Ain't takin' no shorts no more, now
Please act proper 'fore I call the crime stoppers
Don't dip on the dough, 'cause that's a no, no
Make sure you count your money real slow
Be alert, look alive and act like ya know
It's, the 90's, time to make moves
Not the 80's, do away withcha womb
So what, you got a crew
I got one too, they're called the Brooklyn Zoo
Don't break fool, let's be reserved and cool
We don't have to act like we in grade school
Just make sure that we're taken care of
And we'll do a fly show for ya bub, check it out
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang a diddy
Diggi dang diggi dang, di dang ga dang diggy diggy
A Tribe Called Quest
The Low End Theory
A Tribe Called Quest