Dog It Lyrics
| Song | Dog It |
| Artist | Digable Planets |
| Album | Blowout Comb |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Digable Planets | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| DPS forever hit ya' with the live stuff | |
| Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live puff | |
| V Love, that's my money like dominoes | |
| Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows | |
| I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, Pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want | |
| Pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk | |
| The noise that we made is blue, in color sound | |
| ???? That play my crew couldn't walk the new found | |
| I chalk the new sound | |
| I bop like Teddy Charles was burning | |
| When I excurse on excursions | |
| Arriving at the doors of mind shores of seas | |
| Burnt you with degrees solarly | |
| Plus my leather jacket go acid disappear in the wisp | |
| In the mist, with a fist | |
| Proletariat, Cad-i-lac steering it | |
| Fro soul gold Panther crew grab our poppers | |
| Now, I'm making bacon | |
| Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum | |
| Fresh joints we make 'em like water | |
| Butter rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever | |
| So I gave my mind a pound cause y'all we had it down | |
| We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest | |
| Grass in my pockets I release my hot rockets | |
| K. B. said "What you give 'em?" I was like "Mad rhythm." | |
| That's my junk | |
| (Ladybug Mecca) | |
| Eric???? always hits me with the live stuff | |
| Bahamadia back the sounds with the love love | |
| T. J. and Lisa real peoples 89 and still | |
| In Fort Green on diamond back is where I'm at | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk that's in the trunk the trunk | |
| I feel the funk da funk, feelin' the funk da funk | |
| I'm feelin' funk da funk I'm in the trunk da trunk | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk, I am the funk | |
| I raise everyday for the mass | |
| Tote my fist right up right against the fascist | |
| Descend to my borough digs my diction | |
| It's way on time???? | |
| So watch fifth line still shining | |
| I'm left this year a???? player | |
| In my vein lives bell hooks Derrick Bell, Reggie Butler | |
| See Marvin knew it, and Sly knew it | |
| Cube know it and now we do it outta Brooklyn | |
| Outta sight brown sandals???? in M. C. s with angles | |
| Commit to street corners where players be jayin | |
| I'm saying a Digable swinger | |
| Word to mouth brought the clout 'specially in the summer | |
| We vanish like vapor | |
| Burn paper | |
| We deal real-real so chill | |
| We linger in the funk | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| Yes Yes, bus stop what's (Watts) up | |
| On the script side | |
| Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 | |
| Jay B and M. C. baby blue great | |
| Do it fluent keep it real and straight | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se bump | |
| We make it pump se pump, we make it bump | |
| (Butterfly under Ladybug) | |
| Buuump, Buuump, Puuump, Buuump | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on | |
| We got ammunition for the streets we dying on | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| Stones, rocks, subways, blocks, chill mode | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| Loot fold | |
| Rebel wit no pause down to die for cause be-cause | |
| Denia gotta see a fatter day | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| It's Saturday I'm looking at the streets as my Nikes | |
| Cover asphalt???? the night | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| My weight crush trash broken glass | |
| Play the wall with one foot up | |
| "Yo What up Ish?", "What's up." | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| The flyer we get the higher we get | |
| Good try-ers | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| Is good die-ers that it so I move | |
| We showed and we prove | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| It's groove food | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| What's going on | |
| You want to see knowledge born, see C Knowledge Born | |
| Before we fall victim we lick 'em | |
| I ain't playin' | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| Meet me at the corner Murder and Adolpha | |
| I bless you with some joints, the mental hollow points | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| (Butterfly under Ladybug) | |
| That's right, that's right | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| I'm fluent after dark, in any sit-e-ation (situation) | |
| (Ladybug) | |
| My tools, jewels, the nation | |
| (Butterfly) | |
| That's how we bump |
| zuo ci : Digable Planets | |
| Butterfly | |
| DPS forever hit ya' with the live stuff | |
| Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live puff | |
| V Love, that' s my money like dominoes | |
| Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows | |
| I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, Pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want | |
| Pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk | |
| The noise that we made is blue, in color sound | |
| ???? That play my crew couldn' t walk the new found | |
| I chalk the new sound | |
| I bop like Teddy Charles was burning | |
| When I excurse on excursions | |
| Arriving at the doors of mind shores of seas | |
| Burnt you with degrees solarly | |
| Plus my leather jacket go acid disappear in the wisp | |
| In the mist, with a fist | |
| Proletariat, Cadilac steering it | |
| Fro soul gold Panther crew grab our poppers | |
| Now, I' m making bacon | |
| Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum | |
| Fresh joints we make ' em like water | |
| Butter rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever | |
| So I gave my mind a pound cause y' all we had it down | |
| We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest | |
| Grass in my pockets I release my hot rockets | |
| K. B. said " What you give ' em?" I was like " Mad rhythm." | |
| That' s my junk | |
| Ladybug Mecca | |
| Eric???? always hits me with the live stuff | |
| Bahamadia back the sounds with the love love | |
| T. J. and Lisa real peoples 89 and still | |
| In Fort Green on diamond back is where I' m at | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk that' s in the trunk the trunk | |
| I feel the funk da funk, feelin' the funk da funk | |
| I' m feelin' funk da funk I' m in the trunk da trunk | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk, I am the funk | |
| I raise everyday for the mass | |
| Tote my fist right up right against the fascist | |
| Descend to my borough digs my diction | |
| It' s way on time???? | |
| So watch fifth line still shining | |
| I' m left this year a???? player | |
| In my vein lives bell hooks Derrick Bell, Reggie Butler | |
| See Marvin knew it, and Sly knew it | |
| Cube know it and now we do it outta Brooklyn | |
| Outta sight brown sandals???? in M. C. s with angles | |
| Commit to street corners where players be jayin | |
| I' m saying a Digable swinger | |
| Word to mouth brought the clout ' specially in the summer | |
| We vanish like vapor | |
| Burn paper | |
| We deal realreal so chill | |
| We linger in the funk | |
| Butterfly | |
| Yes Yes, bus stop what' s Watts up | |
| On the script side | |
| Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 | |
| Jay B and M. C. baby blue great | |
| Do it fluent keep it real and straight | |
| Ladybug | |
| We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se bump | |
| We make it pump se pump, we make it bump | |
| Butterfly under Ladybug | |
| Buuump, Buuump, Puuump, Buuump | |
| Butterfly | |
| Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on | |
| We got ammunition for the streets we dying on | |
| Ladybug | |
| Stones, rocks, subways, blocks, chill mode | |
| Butterfly | |
| Loot fold | |
| Rebel wit no pause down to die for cause because | |
| Denia gotta see a fatter day | |
| Ladybug | |
| It' s Saturday I' m looking at the streets as my Nikes | |
| Cover asphalt???? the night | |
| Butterfly | |
| My weight crush trash broken glass | |
| Play the wall with one foot up | |
| " Yo What up Ish?", " What' s up." | |
| Ladybug | |
| The flyer we get the higher we get | |
| Good tryers | |
| Butterfly | |
| Is good dieers that it so I move | |
| We showed and we prove | |
| Ladybug | |
| It' s groove food | |
| Butterfly | |
| What' s going on | |
| You want to see knowledge born, see C Knowledge Born | |
| Before we fall victim we lick ' em | |
| I ain' t playin' | |
| Ladybug | |
| Meet me at the corner Murder and Adolpha | |
| I bless you with some joints, the mental hollow points | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| Butterfly under Ladybug | |
| That' s right, that' s right | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| Butterfly | |
| I' m fluent after dark, in any siteation situation | |
| Ladybug | |
| My tools, jewels, the nation | |
| Butterfly | |
| That' s how we bump |
| zuò cí : Digable Planets | |
| Butterfly | |
| DPS forever hit ya' with the live stuff | |
| Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live puff | |
| V Love, that' s my money like dominoes | |
| Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows | |
| I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, Pop my junk my junk | |
| I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want | |
| Pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk | |
| The noise that we made is blue, in color sound | |
| ???? That play my crew couldn' t walk the new found | |
| I chalk the new sound | |
| I bop like Teddy Charles was burning | |
| When I excurse on excursions | |
| Arriving at the doors of mind shores of seas | |
| Burnt you with degrees solarly | |
| Plus my leather jacket go acid disappear in the wisp | |
| In the mist, with a fist | |
| Proletariat, Cadilac steering it | |
| Fro soul gold Panther crew grab our poppers | |
| Now, I' m making bacon | |
| Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum | |
| Fresh joints we make ' em like water | |
| Butter rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever | |
| So I gave my mind a pound cause y' all we had it down | |
| We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest | |
| Grass in my pockets I release my hot rockets | |
| K. B. said " What you give ' em?" I was like " Mad rhythm." | |
| That' s my junk | |
| Ladybug Mecca | |
| Eric???? always hits me with the live stuff | |
| Bahamadia back the sounds with the love love | |
| T. J. and Lisa real peoples 89 and still | |
| In Fort Green on diamond back is where I' m at | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk that' s in the trunk the trunk | |
| I feel the funk da funk, feelin' the funk da funk | |
| I' m feelin' funk da funk I' m in the trunk da trunk | |
| Feelin' da funk da funk, I am the funk | |
| I raise everyday for the mass | |
| Tote my fist right up right against the fascist | |
| Descend to my borough digs my diction | |
| It' s way on time???? | |
| So watch fifth line still shining | |
| I' m left this year a???? player | |
| In my vein lives bell hooks Derrick Bell, Reggie Butler | |
| See Marvin knew it, and Sly knew it | |
| Cube know it and now we do it outta Brooklyn | |
| Outta sight brown sandals???? in M. C. s with angles | |
| Commit to street corners where players be jayin | |
| I' m saying a Digable swinger | |
| Word to mouth brought the clout ' specially in the summer | |
| We vanish like vapor | |
| Burn paper | |
| We deal realreal so chill | |
| We linger in the funk | |
| Butterfly | |
| Yes Yes, bus stop what' s Watts up | |
| On the script side | |
| Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 | |
| Jay B and M. C. baby blue great | |
| Do it fluent keep it real and straight | |
| Ladybug | |
| We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se bump | |
| We make it pump se pump, we make it bump | |
| Butterfly under Ladybug | |
| Buuump, Buuump, Puuump, Buuump | |
| Butterfly | |
| Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on | |
| We got ammunition for the streets we dying on | |
| Ladybug | |
| Stones, rocks, subways, blocks, chill mode | |
| Butterfly | |
| Loot fold | |
| Rebel wit no pause down to die for cause because | |
| Denia gotta see a fatter day | |
| Ladybug | |
| It' s Saturday I' m looking at the streets as my Nikes | |
| Cover asphalt???? the night | |
| Butterfly | |
| My weight crush trash broken glass | |
| Play the wall with one foot up | |
| " Yo What up Ish?", " What' s up." | |
| Ladybug | |
| The flyer we get the higher we get | |
| Good tryers | |
| Butterfly | |
| Is good dieers that it so I move | |
| We showed and we prove | |
| Ladybug | |
| It' s groove food | |
| Butterfly | |
| What' s going on | |
| You want to see knowledge born, see C Knowledge Born | |
| Before we fall victim we lick ' em | |
| I ain' t playin' | |
| Ladybug | |
| Meet me at the corner Murder and Adolpha | |
| I bless you with some joints, the mental hollow points | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| Butterfly under Ladybug | |
| That' s right, that' s right | |
| We do it in the park, we do it in the park | |
| Butterfly | |
| I' m fluent after dark, in any siteation situation | |
| Ladybug | |
| My tools, jewels, the nation | |
| Butterfly | |
| That' s how we bump |
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