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Do Your Thing - Papa Mali



     
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Check it, one, two, it's a party, I'm comin' to you live
It's Erick Sermon, Def Squad, Keith Murray, Redman
The new type of roll models, oregano, cinnamon, all flavors
Check it out y'all, my nigga Tone stay up, D-Mack word up
Me and my crew in the Benz for a deek, yeah
While other peeps trailing me in the black jeep, creepin'
On our way to a house party
With no kid 'n' play just a fly DJ
It's on and poppin' and we gettin' right
Every thing's tight, everyone has a light
I pull up in the place to be immediately swarmed
And all of us is armed
It's cool like that type of scene
Crazy blunt ashes, girls shaking asses
Money makers, video rump shakers
And niggas with game fast breakin' just like the Lakers
It's all good if your game is tight
And if you know the scoop don't love 'em like Snoop

The reason why, the girls out there, they get biz
They run like a bunch of wild kids
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
Now the scene is set and now I'm hype
I'm seein' what girl is comin' home with me tonight
I spot one on the sofa, sippin' juice
With three other girls sportin' pin curls
I said to myself "Excuse yourself E"
So I went over and put my hand out like Billy Dee
Excused her from the two girls she was with
Macked her, put the flavor in the ear and split
To the side to the other vibe, where it looked live
Protected 'cause my man had the 4 5
My boy looked up, asked me, was he hooked up
I said she was shook up, she flung my phone book up
She gave me every phone number that she knew
A girlfriend for you, a girlfriend for you
I stay real, I never perpetrate
'Cause now a days falling in love never pays
I'm quick to say, fuck a hoe
Y'all niggas know, I'm strictly for the doe
Word to God, this is the way that Def Squad swing
It's not just a one day fling
I represent my style for my peeps
Take it to the streets, where we play for keeps
Have a drink conversate
And pump up your fists and do it like this
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me, do your thing
Do your thang, do your thang
Do your thang, do your thang

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Malcolm Welbourne's personification "Papa Mali" is a salute to his home territory of north Louisiana. Malcolm was raised in Shreveport, where absorbing the blues along Bayou Pierre was just as much a matter of course as chasing the mosquito fogging truck with friends -- and equally intoxicating. He spent his summers with grandparents in New Orleans digging that city's rhythm (and blues) and after hearing the Wild Tchoupitoulas and the Meters on the streets of New Orleans at age eleven, he developed an early and ongoing attachment to Crescent City funk.

Read more about Papa Mali on Last.fm.


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