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Doug E. Fresh – I-Ight lyrics
Majestic*trumpets play Dj*
*scratch "Do: you really wanna party "?[Doug*
E Fresh]. Work
it out work, it out work, it out Check
this out yo huh, Up!
and down C'mon.. [Chorus]
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E Fresh]. Yo
remix by my man Allstar check, this out B-b-b-bounce
money bounce only, one things counts huh, {
music*And* I'm here to announce The
flex the, X when the wood is erect And
to the Mecca Audio crew nuff, respect And
to the one-one-two nuff, respect It's
time to put the, bugger umm business in check Cause
when I flex for the sex and expect who's next I
see the booty be, bouncin at the discotech I
like to know what I got and where I'm at is all that Y'knowhati'msayin
(Why? must I chase, the cat )?Because
it's nice and Fat.. So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!Say
what (Pump? pump pump pump me up )!C'mon [Chorus]
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
I, see Brooklyn tryin to get into the joint here too now Huh
y'know, yo, I
call her S-E-X-ee because, she sex me And
there's nobody that can disconnect me Disrespect
me or, try to test me If
he do you, know the boy's through Because
it is a rule I
don't get played or made into a fool It's
boom bye bye with the hands the, tools Or
the burner you, got to learn a Lesson
like, Ike taught, Tina - (turn away) Because
I'm free with the style so I'm here to stay The
last survivor hip-hop, Macgyver Tv
show I can't come no liver With
a tick and the kick of the party reviver And
the beatboxes *I*
forgot about the beatbox *here* and the beatbox *here* beatboxes
*Throw* a hand in the air c'mon, [Chorus]!
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
I
see Uptown is in here tonight East
coast West coast Represent
Kick.. it Sample!
*"my: mouth is for the record and my voice is for the beat For
.. the beat Doug, E Fresh. will make ya move your feet" "You*
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand "..[Doug
E Fresh]. You
know Some
people say that they real but they're as fake as a cartoon The
only thing they pop was either gum or a balloon They
jump on fads like it's a wanted rap ad Hardcore
is hittin so now I gotta act bad But
you was just happy, when I seen you in the street But
now you're a killer and, you can't be beat You
used to dance at the parties now you can't move your feet Because
you're scared that, people might say you're weak And
it ain't nuttin worse than a real fake brother Yes
it is what, A? real fake sucka And
if this fits you money then, take your picture And
put it in the frame with your name and your shame Cause
your whole style is, nothin but mad game You
can call me old school but, I'm no fool Cause
back then at, least we had a hip-hop rule And
the rule was you got to be original But
in ninety-three it seems originality Is
on the verge of becoming extinct to me And
some of you rappers just stink to me And
none of y'all really seem to think to me About
respect or, no type of dignity And
gettin pimped like a ho by the industry so, [Chorus]..
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
Say..
what C'mon?
pump, it up yeah, Now
now now now watch this [Doug..
E Fresh]. To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect To
my man Shock Dog (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect To
my man Barry B (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect Funkmaster
Flex (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect Hey
K-Superior, (I-Ight I-Ight, )!music
*and lyrics fades out
*scratch "Do: you really wanna party "?[Doug*
E Fresh]. Work
it out work, it out work, it out Check
this out yo huh, Up!
and down C'mon.. [Chorus]
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E Fresh]. Yo
remix by my man Allstar check, this out B-b-b-bounce
money bounce only, one things counts huh, {
music*And* I'm here to announce The
flex the, X when the wood is erect And
to the Mecca Audio crew nuff, respect And
to the one-one-two nuff, respect It's
time to put the, bugger umm business in check Cause
when I flex for the sex and expect who's next I
see the booty be, bouncin at the discotech I
like to know what I got and where I'm at is all that Y'knowhati'msayin
(Why? must I chase, the cat )?Because
it's nice and Fat.. So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!So
whatchu want money (Pump? it up ha )!Say
what (Pump? pump pump pump me up )!C'mon [Chorus]
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
I, see Brooklyn tryin to get into the joint here too now Huh
y'know, yo, I
call her S-E-X-ee because, she sex me And
there's nobody that can disconnect me Disrespect
me or, try to test me If
he do you, know the boy's through Because
it is a rule I
don't get played or made into a fool It's
boom bye bye with the hands the, tools Or
the burner you, got to learn a Lesson
like, Ike taught, Tina - (turn away) Because
I'm free with the style so I'm here to stay The
last survivor hip-hop, Macgyver Tv
show I can't come no liver With
a tick and the kick of the party reviver And
the beatboxes *I*
forgot about the beatbox *here* and the beatbox *here* beatboxes
*Throw* a hand in the air c'mon, [Chorus]!
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
I
see Uptown is in here tonight East
coast West coast Represent
Kick.. it Sample!
*"my: mouth is for the record and my voice is for the beat For
.. the beat Doug, E Fresh. will make ya move your feet" "You*
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand I.. ain't scared of you motherfuckers" [Doug]
I-Ight "You?!
don't understand "..[Doug
E Fresh]. You
know Some
people say that they real but they're as fake as a cartoon The
only thing they pop was either gum or a balloon They
jump on fads like it's a wanted rap ad Hardcore
is hittin so now I gotta act bad But
you was just happy, when I seen you in the street But
now you're a killer and, you can't be beat You
used to dance at the parties now you can't move your feet Because
you're scared that, people might say you're weak And
it ain't nuttin worse than a real fake brother Yes
it is what, A? real fake sucka And
if this fits you money then, take your picture And
put it in the frame with your name and your shame Cause
your whole style is, nothin but mad game You
can call me old school but, I'm no fool Cause
back then at, least we had a hip-hop rule And
the rule was you got to be original But
in ninety-three it seems originality Is
on the verge of becoming extinct to me And
some of you rappers just stink to me And
none of y'all really seem to think to me About
respect or, no type of dignity And
gettin pimped like a ho by the industry so, [Chorus]..
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyo?!
I-Ight! [Doug?!
E -. Over Chorus] Uhh
Say..
what C'mon?
pump, it up yeah, Now
now now now watch this [Doug..
E Fresh]. To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect To
my man Shock Dog (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect To
my man Barry B (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect Funkmaster
Flex (I-Ight I-Ight, )!To
the Uptown crew nuff, respect Hey
K-Superior, (I-Ight I-Ight, )!music
*and lyrics fades out
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