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Smokin' Dopin'

Yeah,

Smoking, doping, keep your ears open

Put me on the flier and I'm guaranteed to rope in

Twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at

And have em even saying how could someone say that

They're as good as the man who just saw

Please give me some more

Of those hooping, scooping, rhymes you be trooping

If you don't know the new dance, Patti Duke'n

Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers

I'm snatching airplay, from all you AIDS catching singers

It's a, special delivery on your front step

My picture's on the cover and the rhymes are in effect

Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground

And have you OD'n saying, y'know, J sound

Righteous, the brother did what he had to

I didn't talk about this, so I had you

Sleeping, breathing saying yo he ain't keeping

His promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend

But here it is, the jam of all jams

And from this day forth, MC's are getting slammed

With the[Chorus]

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

Uhh, aww yeah!I'm the wise wizard of the microphone swinging it

Here's a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singing it

Doing a dance in tight bike pants

So get up on it (hoe!) you'll only get one chance

To work out, the soreness in your muscles

Do your own thing, even the hustle

MC's I'ma torture, that's already known

But while I'm torturing them, I'ma leave you alone

So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner

And look wild like you're tryin to get a part in a

Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip

Now tell me (tell you what?) that brother L ain't tryin to flip

With the[Chorus]Moving, grooving, admit that you've been

Shocked and rocked and I'm on top and it's been proven

I'm self-reliant, on stage I'm defiant

All those rumors are small things to a giant

I'm not a cool calm, collected type of brother

I'm kind of hype that's why I'm a good lover

In bed I'm energetic, kind of like a freight train

Going so crazy I have the girlies saying, "Wait James!"

I do damage, use the beef to build a sandwich

And when I'm done, she'll be saying, "How did you manage

To make me feel pleasure from my toes to my head?

On top of that, you ran laps around the bed"

So bust out the pumped up funk that I'm revealing

And listen to it, while you're in your car wheeling

On on your Walkman as you're staring at the ceiling

Or when you and your love is sex-appealing

To theUhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

Know what I'm sayin?

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh, ahh

It's like a smooth joint, you know what I mean?

Uhh, aww yeah!

Real mellow, on the love tip, check it out[Chorus]Marvelous!

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