Da Booty Lyrics
| Song | Da Booty |
| Artist | A Tribe Called Quest |
| Album | The Love Movement |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fareed, Muhammad, Taylor ... | |
| Question | |
| What is it that everybody has | |
| And some pirates and theives try to take | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it) | |
| Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it) | |
| Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, | |
| that's word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed) | |
| Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it) | |
| Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it) | |
| Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, | |
| that's word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed) | |
| [Q-Tip] | |
| I give my promise to all y'all to keep my shit hittin' | |
| Half of y'all claim dog but now a light kitten | |
| Flippin' on brothers just like Mary Lou Retton | |
| Get off that ass and see what I'm settin' | |
| Born with this inside, you just can't get it | |
| This is the lethal pop and you have no weapon | |
| Who is the native brother who keep asses steppin' | |
| make deep impressions and constantly be reppin' | |
| [Phife] | |
| When I was young I'd stretch gouch yo | |
| Now I'm on Letterman, on the couch yo | |
| The black thing with knives is called the back do' | |
| Can't we be cool instead of being foul though | |
| Ghetto child dreams of fast cars and fast dollars | |
| Impressions of live sometimes makes ya holler | |
| Scream all that devil shit and talk like a scholar | |
| You dumb as a doorknob, and why do you bother | |
| [Q-Tip] | |
| Phife Dawg puttin' the bite back in yours | |
| Top dog, puttin' it up, flick his balls | |
| MC from now til I get a frown | |
| Shake that ass girl because you world renowned | |
| Wake up, look at the sun, see the sights | |
| Bull duke, you've got to die for your rights | |
| MC's, y'all got to work for the mic | |
| Zombies, do it from dusk to the light | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Q-Tip] | |
| Rock to the beat, yo it's never the same | |
| Good girls usually got good game | |
| Hot cats tearin' that ass out the frills | |
| Block ass, you had no skills, that's the reals | |
| Make this money without the friction | |
| Take this honey, there goes your diction | |
| Rappers better retreat, fix your joints | |
| My whole crew got bumps on they points | |
| [Phife] | |
| Rumors being spread 'bout me and my click | |
| We can't rock shows and our rhymes ain't shhh | |
| Might not've heard it, or maybe you have | |
| Between me and you, they can kiss my ass | |
| Used to get angry, used to get quite vexed | |
| But say what you may, just cash my check | |
| 'Cause all I'm ever guilty of is going on tour | |
| Doing shows galore, and bringin' it raw | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Fareed, Muhammad, Taylor ... | |
| Question | |
| What is it that everybody has | |
| And some pirates and theives try to take | |
| Chorus | |
| Da Booty and if you is a crook than you takin' it | |
| Da Booty and if you got money you shakin' it | |
| Da Booty come on everybody that' s here, | |
| that' s word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed | |
| Da Booty and if you is a crook than you takin' it | |
| Da Booty and if you got money you shakin' it | |
| Da Booty come on everybody that' s here, | |
| that' s word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed | |
| QTip | |
| I give my promise to all y' all to keep my shit hittin' | |
| Half of y' all claim dog but now a light kitten | |
| Flippin' on brothers just like Mary Lou Retton | |
| Get off that ass and see what I' m settin' | |
| Born with this inside, you just can' t get it | |
| This is the lethal pop and you have no weapon | |
| Who is the native brother who keep asses steppin' | |
| make deep impressions and constantly be reppin' | |
| Phife | |
| When I was young I' d stretch gouch yo | |
| Now I' m on Letterman, on the couch yo | |
| The black thing with knives is called the back do' | |
| Can' t we be cool instead of being foul though | |
| Ghetto child dreams of fast cars and fast dollars | |
| Impressions of live sometimes makes ya holler | |
| Scream all that devil shit and talk like a scholar | |
| You dumb as a doorknob, and why do you bother | |
| QTip | |
| Phife Dawg puttin' the bite back in yours | |
| Top dog, puttin' it up, flick his balls | |
| MC from now til I get a frown | |
| Shake that ass girl because you world renowned | |
| Wake up, look at the sun, see the sights | |
| Bull duke, you' ve got to die for your rights | |
| MC' s, y' all got to work for the mic | |
| Zombies, do it from dusk to the light | |
| Chorus | |
| QTip | |
| Rock to the beat, yo it' s never the same | |
| Good girls usually got good game | |
| Hot cats tearin' that ass out the frills | |
| Block ass, you had no skills, that' s the reals | |
| Make this money without the friction | |
| Take this honey, there goes your diction | |
| Rappers better retreat, fix your joints | |
| My whole crew got bumps on they points | |
| Phife | |
| Rumors being spread ' bout me and my click | |
| We can' t rock shows and our rhymes ain' t shhh | |
| Might not' ve heard it, or maybe you have | |
| Between me and you, they can kiss my ass | |
| Used to get angry, used to get quite vexed | |
| But say what you may, just cash my check | |
| ' Cause all I' m ever guilty of is going on tour | |
| Doing shows galore, and bringin' it raw | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Fareed, Muhammad, Taylor ... | |
| Question | |
| What is it that everybody has | |
| And some pirates and theives try to take | |
| Chorus | |
| Da Booty and if you is a crook than you takin' it | |
| Da Booty and if you got money you shakin' it | |
| Da Booty come on everybody that' s here, | |
| that' s word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed | |
| Da Booty and if you is a crook than you takin' it | |
| Da Booty and if you got money you shakin' it | |
| Da Booty come on everybody that' s here, | |
| that' s word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed | |
| QTip | |
| I give my promise to all y' all to keep my shit hittin' | |
| Half of y' all claim dog but now a light kitten | |
| Flippin' on brothers just like Mary Lou Retton | |
| Get off that ass and see what I' m settin' | |
| Born with this inside, you just can' t get it | |
| This is the lethal pop and you have no weapon | |
| Who is the native brother who keep asses steppin' | |
| make deep impressions and constantly be reppin' | |
| Phife | |
| When I was young I' d stretch gouch yo | |
| Now I' m on Letterman, on the couch yo | |
| The black thing with knives is called the back do' | |
| Can' t we be cool instead of being foul though | |
| Ghetto child dreams of fast cars and fast dollars | |
| Impressions of live sometimes makes ya holler | |
| Scream all that devil shit and talk like a scholar | |
| You dumb as a doorknob, and why do you bother | |
| QTip | |
| Phife Dawg puttin' the bite back in yours | |
| Top dog, puttin' it up, flick his balls | |
| MC from now til I get a frown | |
| Shake that ass girl because you world renowned | |
| Wake up, look at the sun, see the sights | |
| Bull duke, you' ve got to die for your rights | |
| MC' s, y' all got to work for the mic | |
| Zombies, do it from dusk to the light | |
| Chorus | |
| QTip | |
| Rock to the beat, yo it' s never the same | |
| Good girls usually got good game | |
| Hot cats tearin' that ass out the frills | |
| Block ass, you had no skills, that' s the reals | |
| Make this money without the friction | |
| Take this honey, there goes your diction | |
| Rappers better retreat, fix your joints | |
| My whole crew got bumps on they points | |
| Phife | |
| Rumors being spread ' bout me and my click | |
| We can' t rock shows and our rhymes ain' t shhh | |
| Might not' ve heard it, or maybe you have | |
| Between me and you, they can kiss my ass | |
| Used to get angry, used to get quite vexed | |
| But say what you may, just cash my check | |
| ' Cause all I' m ever guilty of is going on tour | |
| Doing shows galore, and bringin' it raw | |
| Chorus |
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