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Jaylib |
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Champion Sound |
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Heavy |
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{*martial arts fighting sounds, shit breaking*} |
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{"Heavy" - *echoes*} |
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[J Dilla] |
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Weigh a ton in this m'uhfucker |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Yeah, heavy bass hittin, from heavyweighters |
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Heavy cake gettin, it's heavy player |
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Every day, another buck, another hustle |
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Cakin up, rake in ducks by the busloads |
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Wakin up, gotta go for the gusto |
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Ain't shit up but showin how to touch mo' |
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All day the show we chase dough |
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Gotta bankroll thick like the dutch stank roll |
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MAN UP~! My real niggaz stand up, let's get |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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and chase that fetti |
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Get big faces, let's get ready |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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So heavy, so cold |
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Might wanna grab that Pelle already it's |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Can't lift it up |
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Dilla Dawg, Madlib 'bout to pick it up |
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[J Dilla] |
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Get it up, smoke with me weed mayne |
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How them greens layin, twist it and puff |
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Heavy smoke from the spliff in the truck |
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Steady tokin it, I ain't lifted enough, this real |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Heavy off the chronic, straight bubonic |
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Blaze if you got it |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Can't lift it up |
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Dilla Dawg, Madlib 'bout to pick it up |
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And put it down like no other |
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You ain't never heard real live shit, only clones of us |
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Better learn and beware of the firm |
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So hot, play it loud, might get a burn |
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You get it right and you might get your turn |
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If not, as far as I am concerned |
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I'm here to take it back while I make a stack |
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And shut it down for them muh'fuckers fakin jacks |
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[Chorus] |
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It's real |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Ready for the streets |
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Turn it up, go heavy on the beat this |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Ready for the streets |
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Turn it up, go heavy on the beat this |
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[J Dilla] |
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Yeah gimme that Big Mac shit, go heavy on the gator |
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With the supersized shake for the haters |
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Mad Dilla, or combo #1 |
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Knock 'em out the box like Apollo did in I |
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To Mini-Mes all that followin is done, it's 'bout to get |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Just like the piece on the chain |
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that swings in the Jeep with the bang it's |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
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Can't lift it up |
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Dilla Dawg, Madlib 'bout to pick it up |
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All my live bitches drop it like it's hot bitch |
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Booty wigglin and wobblin while you pop it |
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All that ass in your Ashley Stewarts |
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That's just how McNasty do it |
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Heavy, mo' heav' than Heav' D |
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Rockin the chain to make 'em envy |
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It's still Frank-N-Dank and then me |
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Collab'n with mad to bangin MC's |
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[Chorus] |
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[J Dilla] |
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Yeah, I told you |
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Weigh a ton in this motherfucker~! |
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("Heavy heavy heavy heavy..." *echoes*} |
